Without The Demons Poem by Thomas Plotz

Fighting the demons hidden inside of me
That is hanging, hanging over me
A cloud of darkness, which I’m just trying to see
The daytime light, shining through
Through the clouds,

Oh, oh Sun - Sun
Who’s to say, where I would be
Without the demons, without the demons

I know it’s given my mind hell but
Would the silence, kill my creativity?
Would I remember, would I remember all the
Love for Thee

I love you my dear,
I want my heart to stay
With you,
Just stay, with,
You

T. Plotz

Without the demons
8/20/2015