My Demons Poem by Adeline A Roberts

My demons are following me
They want everything that is within me
Persistent and manipulative
They shake my desires
Scraping all that is good away

They've planted their seeds for years
I've watched them grow and overtake me
Slowly I'm losing myself
It is becoming harder to find what is left of me

The voice inside my head
Has said all there is to be said
What remains now is...
The demons that have followed
Am I dead?