You better be careful
You better beware
For these demons tormenting my thoughts
Taking over my sanity
For I have been broken so long
Unwilling to be helped
I pushed everyone so far
These demons were my only friend
Soothing me with hisses of critique
The lashes from fork-pointed tongues
Were the only reassurance I was alive
The sweet numbing was all I could feel
It was all that I deserved
Feeding my insecurities
Beware
For I am of no need to be helped
There is no need to rescue me
I'm not your ******* princess to be saved
I still hear them hiss
Beware
These demons don't like you
Recovering is hard. I'm doing better now but I still find myself being pulled back by the demons of the past. I don't need them anymore, I found things that make me happy, instead of feeding me negativity. I'm no longer hungry for such things.