everyone has demons
whether they're good or bad
and as life goes on
you get more to add
they lurk in the darkness
where they can't be seen
they fog up your mind
like an evil machine
you might not see them
but they're always there
they get so close
like you have no air
they make you upset
you cry and you wail
but that gives them strength
for the evilness to prevail
but just stop and think
"maybe i'll be alright,
if i don't give up,
and i fight one more night"
YOU ARE READING
My poems
PoetryI decided to just make one big thing with the poems I write in it. Some are sad, some aren't. I don't know. People tell me they are good, but I think they are bad. Whatever. Just read it.
