Staring at My Demons
my souls window is broken
now my demons looking out
a demon i cant conquer
that demon is myself
he person i was so proud of
is now one i fear
in time i learned to block emotions
and how to hide my tears
for his eyes are apon my soul
the demon looks at me
but i will hold my monsters chains
and never let him free
tick-tock, tick-tock, its a race against the clock
until the real me is set free
now my demons looking out
a demon i cant conquer
that demon is myself
he person i was so proud of
is now one i fear
in time i learned to block emotions
and how to hide my tears
for his eyes are apon my soul
the demon looks at me
but i will hold my monsters chains
and never let him free
tick-tock, tick-tock, its a race against the clock
until the real me is set free
♠ ♠ ♠
this poem was also co-written by a good friend of mine, the same one that did the drawing