Every day, I wake up fighting the demons with inside my mind.

You know we are Our Own Worst Enemy.

Hearing their negative words seep into our soul.

Trying to fight it every day. Trying to stay strong trying not to give in.

but it's like a dungeon of our own making trapped inside never be able to get out. And other people's hurtful words are like bullets in a gun just waiting for the demon to pull the trigger.

No matter how many times the people who hurt you says they're sorry you still hear their hurtful words in your mind especially when the demons are awake and are looking to drive you insane.

It's like you are in a never-ending War do you fight or do you give in?

And Your surrender only goes to two paths your death or to your insanity. Poem By Shelby Kathleen Nightingale