Demons

I live with these demons in my head
Always telling me what to do
Taking over my every thought.

I'm worthless.
I'm useless.
I'm unlovable.

Tears soak my face
But no one ever sees
This internal struggle I face.

When will Prince Charming come and save me?
Hold me so tight all my pieces come together
And love me the way I deserve.

These demons are getting stronger and stronger
But so am I.
And I won't stop the fight.

No more waiting for Prince Charming to come
I'll save myself from this ocean of tears
Just as I have before.

I am ill, you see.
I live with these demons that no one can see.
And I do it with a smile on my face.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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