Breath

Demons

Our demons are not who we are,

Nor do they define us,

They torment us,

Deep beneath our skin,

Watching,

Waiting,

For that one time,

That they are released.

They scar,

They destroy,

They manipulate,

They deceive,

But most of all,

They hurt.

The people we love,

The people we cherish,

The people we couldn’t live without.

They also hurt us.

They make us do things,

Say things,

Things that aren’t our own will.

Our demons are not us,

They are the horrors that live inside us,

And every once in a while,

They come out.

Don’t let my demons scare you.

They aren’t who I am. 

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Author's Note:

I thought the song fit with the topic of the poem. Listen to it. It's wonderful, beautiful, amazing, and true. Demons - Imagine Dragons.