we all have our demons.
dont we?
some of us let them win
others ignore them
pretend they arent there.

but im the one who lets my
demons show,
through my imperfections
the cracks
the scars and cuts
left on my body
it was because of them they
told me to do it,
they said it would make me feel
better and they were right.

but the ones who dont
show them?
how do they cope at night?
pen on paper
rope in hand
getting ready to take their
final breath
but the thing is they never do
they put up with them
and fight

my demons are starting
to  get quiet
i cant hear them as much as
i could before.
are they hiding from me or have they
left me?
but now im thinking again
i have pen on paper
rope in hand
ready to take my last breath

they didnt leave they
were hiding.
one game of hide and seek
that i didnt win.