My Demons; the Monsters Inside


The demons, they say they’re my friend,
The demons, they say, when all this ends,
They’ll be there again tomorrow,
They’ll be there to end these sorrows.

The demons care more than anyone,
More than any person to come,
They tell me things so honestly,
The truth is what the demons see.

I need the demons to take pain away,
At least that’s what the demons say,
The demons claim the want the best,
The demons never seem to rest.

The demons feed off my sadness, eat up my pain,
They are not sunshine, they are the rain,
The demons are not in fact my friend,
They do not matter at all in the end.

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