Living With Myself

Here I am, alone with demons again
The room devoid of all angels and mortal men

No one here to drive away the stares
No one listens, no one cares

The demons eyes burrow into my skin
Let the hatred and self loathing begin

'Let me live!' I cry. 'Set me free!'
'My child it was you all along who held the key'

The demon is grinning a toothy smile
Is he all talk and guile?

Or did I really build a cage, lock myself in?
Did I let the demons finally win?

If this is my doing how do i leave?
Can I truly grant myself a reprieve?

'Surely it's not so easy!' I cried
'Believe me it's not like I've not tried'

'Sure you tried to batter and break the door
But my dear did you ever see the key on the floor?'

The darkness is thicker than it's ever been
Its seeping into my bones and skin

Yet in the dark something faintly glows
A key made of tarnished rose

Its finally over! I can escape my cage
Start my life on a brand new page

And although my demons are with me
They eventually helped me to see

Sure, they still jab and taunt me with their words
Yet now with less conviction and hurt

I can live with them now, I am in control
Admittedly without them I would not be whole

They have shaped me into who I am today
And slowly but surely the world is becoming less grey