My Demons


My demons are the scary figures I see at night
And I want to call out but im terrified
My demons are the feeling of wanting to eat
But afraid I am already too fat
My demons are the tears that stream down my cheeks
That show how broken I really am
My demons are the broken fragments of my heart
That had been deserted and cast aside
My demons are the constant overthinking
About never being good enough
My demons always haunt me
There is never a moment of peace
You don't know who to trust or love or let in
Because there is always
A moment of disappointment
Glued in place as the world still spins around me
Unwavering
Not believing that you are good enough
For anything
And afraid that in a split second
It will all be gone
So I sit here alone
Hiding
With My Demons

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