Your perspective
Is your reality

You create your demons

the disappearing creature
You see out of the corner
Of your eye,
The dictating voices,
And all of the ghosts
That haunt you

You laugh,
try to convince
The world
That You are not afraid

But you still don’t know
That you, yourself,
Can destroy the very
Demons you are
So bound by

repeat after me:
“I am in control.”

You can exorcise
The cold, abandoned
Body you are
Meant to treat
Like a home

Purge it’s
Negative forces,
Rid it of cobwebs
And dust mites,
Set rat traps,
Pull up the blinds
And paint the shutters
The same colour as
The sun in the sky

You are not
Deep, dark and dank
Like they said you were

You are
A little bit empty,
And in need of some
Home improvement

You are not unfixable,
Because you are not broken

- S.G.