I caught my demon
And locked him up
In the basement
I torture him
Every morning I wake
Causing him as much pain
As I possibly could
It gave me great pleasure
To see him wail
But the pleasure ceases
When'er I stop
So I don't.
I just stand there
And watch him suffer

Every night
Before I go to sleep
I suffer him the more
And like a lullaby
His cries rock me to sleep

This one morn
I woke up with the pains
And I whipped him the more
But he didn't cry this time
He just stared cold hard
With his last words he asked
"Is this really the end of your suffering"
"Are you freed from your torment"
But that only increased my grief
Even after he drew his last breath
I struck and beat him  
Yet the memories haunted me

I thought I'd caught my demon
My nightmare my bane
But I din't. I only created him
And the voices in my head
Whispered all night
**"You are your own DEMON"