Living With Demons

The voices are all I hear anymore.
They are everywhere, telling me, compelling me.
I am not crazy, I tell myself over and over again as the voices say the opposite.
Pushing me to the edge, every second of everyday.
Somehow, I've been living with these... things for over six years.
The voices, thoughts, the evil inside me, are my demons.
I can't drown my demons,
they know how to swim.