Withering petals of my hurting heart

Demons

There was a time when

I searched endlessly for a light

Through the never-ending night

But my hands always came up empty

My hopes always dying

I wanted to stop

But I didn't have control over my mind

I wanted to stop chasing

But it still always chased the light

I was destroyed, divided in half

All these feelings inside me

Instigating a blast

And soon all there would be is dark

They say you are the only one who can save yourself

Then why don't they trust me when I say that I fucking am

They need to understand that getting better does not always means a happy soul

Sometimes to get better you just need to let it all go

All the pain

All the hurt

All the hate

All the memories

All the love

Until there is nothing but empty peace

Then when you are finally serene

You'll realize that

It isn't so hard to leave.