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Jan 2017
When we talk you sound so depressed
Is there anyway that you can be assessed

I know how it is to fight demons
When it starts there's never any refunds

I have been fighting my demons for years
I would have rather went shopping at Sears

When will my demons stop harassing me
I wonder if I'll ever be free
I remember years ago I seen the Grim reaper

I guess he was just being a sightseer
I was sober at the time
I think it was by luck I wasn't ready to say goodbye
Written by:Denise Huddleston
Denise huddleston
Written by
Denise huddleston
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