I feel useless
I feel restricted
I feel unwanted
I feel outcasted
I cannot fly with joy
For my wings are clipped like some toy
I cannot run with the sensation of no worries
For my legs are chained into the bland cement
I cannot speak words of my will
For my mind is terrified of what others will think
I feel as I'm trapped in this cage
Full of pain
Full of rage
Full of misery
And I just can't break free
They tell me I must fight my demons
And oh do I try
But it always seems I fall to them continuously
They always return...
I struggle to pray to my Lord and Saviour
Crawling into a corner,
Distancing myself
Always seems more soothing
However, it is not
And is, a matter of fact,
Much more painful
I've figured out
That this is my demons' trick to making me suffer
Now that I've solved this
I'll no longer give in
I try my best to defeat them.
Instead of thinking "Why me"
I tell them "Try me"
My confidence will last for a decent while
However, negative emotions slowly begin to creep in.
And now it's seems the process is about to begin,
Again I try to battle my demons
They always seem to return
All I desire
Is to win this mental battle,,
Never to hear the evil whispers of my demons
But it has begun again....
I feel useless
I feel restricted
I feel unwanted
I feel outcasted
I cannot fly with joy
For my wings are clipped like some toy.....
It's a never ending battle
But I must have faith
For this battle may not end today
However, it will someday
I'll wait for that day
When my Lord and Saviour returns...
For now,
The battle begins again...
YOU ARE READING
The Battle Against My Demons
PoetryThis is just a poem I created to provide a place for me to vent. When I first began writing it, I was on the verge of tears, however, as I wrote on I felt confidence and thus influenced the last few stanzas. I may have to make touch ups later but f...
