I keep them locked inside of my mind
but they are always there
pushing at the walls of my conciousness
looking for small holes
to press their snarling mouths against
to whisper their words
the words that tear me down
the words that you used to
help me fight
but I'm alone now
and the demons know it
they've punched holes through my walls
they are going to get out and
sink their claws into my mind
leave new scars over the old ones
open old wounds
create fresh ones
I'm so tired of fighting them
I just can't do it anymore
I can't lock them away on my own
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A vivid expression of the inner self... Loved this piece.