Epilepsy

The Demons Of Epilepsy

The hidden demons lurk underneath
Clinging onto you wherever you go
Weighing you down silently
Then as their emotions begin to rage
They strike you repeatedly
Taking control of your every move
In an instant your world goes black
Unseen they make you hurt yourself
As you wake up confused and sore
The demons have hidden again
The only trace left are your battle scars
The crimson red trickling out of you
The proof of a true survivor
Each day comes with new opportunities for them to attack
Never being able to predict where or when
Worrying what will happen and who will see
Afraid to wake up to cruel nicknames and laughing
A crowd of strangers surrounding you
As they shout words like shaky or crazy
As they take pics and video clips
Then you wake up and realize that was only a nightmare
That nightmare haunts you though
Afraid it will become reality
Because of the lack of acceptance and knowledge in our world today
Contemplating this as the demons slap you to the floor
As your world goes fuzzy and fades again
Waking up with no recollection of what just occurred
Then you realize the demons have tried to hurt you again
Like a relentless bully that never quits
You try and try to make it go away
But only some are lucky enough to keep it away
Those who cannot are the true heroes
Dealing with the constant setbacks every day
As those demons control them again
The demons have no mercy
No specific motive
Only to strike whenever they please
Like a psychopath on a killing spree
Not a care in the world who is a victim
Their only goal is to make them feel pain
Damn those psychopathic demons
Although they hurt we will survive
With the power of others like us
With medications, diets, or surgery
There is a way to make them hurt less
This is why we fight
We fight for a cure every day
With the pure passion in our eyes
We won't give up
We will find a cure somewhere out there
Maybe not soon
But someday I can go out and shout to the world
I have Tuberous Sclerosis and I'm proud
I stand for all of you out there like me
With the cases that are not mild
With the struggles that may never end
But I hope that one day I can walk outside and scream
There is a cure now we may all go free
Demons be gone
Epilepsy is our demon and we proudly carry it
To show the world we'll take all the battle scars
We'll take everything
To show the ones we love that we'll never go
We will fight for all our supporters
For all others like us we will say
We may have Epilepsy but we were born survivors
We were born to be special and forever strong
And we will change the world
One epileptic at a time