The Demons

Goddamn it.

Not again.

This never-ending battle is all I truly know.

See, I do not have a peaceful mind. My mind is corrupt, a hell within me which tears me down every time I think I finally can see the light. The demons that call my head a home consistently come out to play, for days on end at a time. And the thoughts they bring are always the same; How my life is merely a waste, how I will not achieve as much as everyone else, and how badly I still crave a certain someone. This is exhausting. I try so hard to put the blame on others that I don't realize how badly my demons are controlling me. That is why every friendship and relationship ended. I am at war with myself. Sometimes, when I think I have finally won, I realize that the demons are just hiding away. Waiting for the perfect time to strike again. No one else can defeat them for me. No one else can even understand, because they probably have their own set of demons.

Oh, how I wish it would all just end! No amount of distraction can help because my head is such an open space. It could probably fit the entire f*****g universe. But instead, it fits the past 17 years of my life. Well, at least what I can recall from them. The youthful and sunny optimism from those days was sapped away so quickly by the evil and hateful voices that swam into my head. Isn't that how the demons always arrive? Thanks to a wretched bully, a broken family, or even just from comparing one's self to someone they deem superior to them. It's such an ugly, vicious cycle. And it takes a lot of time and effort to chase our demons away for good. Unfortunately, temporary fixes are much more popular for us. People would rather abuse those harmful narcotics rather than spend money for some sessions of therapy. We do this to ourselves. We are the reason behind our demise.

The bottom line is,

No amount of vodka that burns my throat as I chug it down,

No amount of cigarettes I could smoke in one sitting,

No amount of passionate, heartfelt kisses and compliments from him could save me now.

Author's Note

Sorry for the long inactivity! I have finally got a week full of spare time from everything. I hope you enjoy this dark and somber piece. Also, I've been thinking of putting up one of my actual stories on here. Would any of you want to read it? :)

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

"The Demons" - A poetry - The write - A story - The piece of your life you've come up with's kinda uplifting. Anyhow. You expressed how the demons of inner-self can demolish or erode the life with pleasure. Yes, demons of self... demons of own always destruct the life in the phase of and with pleasure. Your words're very strong. And, I don't consider this write "Dark or Somber", but as a piece of "Loyal-Heart" even to oneself. Liked it.

Yeah, I'd like to read the actual story-write of yous. You stuffs make me curious to leaf through your pages.

[EileenMarie]

Has all the makings of a spoken piece! Very gripping! Great job!

[Haley Wilson]

Thank you!! :)

[Mayank]

I liked this piece, perhaps I am going through it, I could connect to it very well.

[SkinlessFrank]

sounds like someone needs a holiday on mars

[Pryde Foltz]

No amount of vodka that burns my throat as I chug it down,

No amount of cigarettes I could smoke in one sitting,

No amount of passionate, heartfelt kisses and compliments from him could save me now.

Absolutely … that salvation is found within or not at all. Great write, Haley.

[Haley Wilson]

Thank you :)!

[MayeMcR]

This is lovely and dark, so beautiful. Keep up the good work!

[Clayre]

Wow. This was so gripping and dark. I found it really relatable.
And I'd love to read one of your actual stories.

[Haley Wilson]

Thanks for the feedback, dear! :)

[SleeplessVolcano]

Aaaahhhh....the demons in our heads having their own demons......that explains a lot....lol....great writing :)