The demons are gone.
They haven't came out in so long.
I used to think it would be better like this,
I thought I could even be happy.
Now I know I was wrong.
Because happiness is a state of mind – just like depression.
The only difference is that happiness is nothing but bliss
and sadness...
sadness is time consuming.
Sadness is a beautiful tragedy.
So very addicting,
like meth, LSD or crack.
Although I am not happy (nor am I sad)
I now realize that my demons are a part of who I am
and somehow in a twisted way I need them.
Like plants need the light,
or like the blind need guides.
I know I may sound crazy,
(well maybe I am)
but I do not care
who knows? Maybe I am,
And I know,
I should not be saying this,
but I am praying that tonight is the night they
finally come out.
