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.