The demons lurk from behind sheltered memories Pushed down for far too long Their strength scares the hell out of you Rising Pushing down Fighting Clawing their way into the light of the night Scream if you will No one will hear you These are your own demons The ones of your own making Co-created within years of connectedness Hell where are the perpetrators now That you allowed to steal your peace of mind And why is it the light of your soul didn't keep this from you Scratching like chalk on a black board Hell have no mercy So shall it be Look fear in the face like a child with theΒ Β world in their hands No one will take this from you It is yours to own so treat your demons with respect They have learnt you well and keep stronger demons at bay Let them scream and dance by the light of the moon They are but healing and becoming the past Kiss the ground on which you stand Soak up the rays of the sun They will settle again Silently revisiting the files at the base of our soul.