though my demons
no longer live in me,
they still live with me,
and I'm sure of that
because they always remind me
that they come along for
the drive to work; they are there
to feed themselves in front of me
when they make me too sick
to eat when I'm hungry,
and they still jump from my bed
and around the walls,
making so much noise
when they know that,
all I want to do,
is ******* sleep.