Making Demons

I have made
my Demons
And surprisingly 
they
resemble
a Henna
Tattoo.

However
unlike 
Henna
They have 
permanently 
become
sealed 
upon 
my skin

I live,
breathe,
and
excel
in life
struggling
to conceal
them
from
the 
public
eye,
hoping
my secret
will
not be
discovered

Sometimes
I wish
I could
go back
in time
and 
erase
some
of the
bad decisions
made

For I realize
now
as an 
older man
choices
made
through
emotions
have
been
the poison
that left
the scars
upon
my 
flesh

Eternal
disfigurement
is what
I am now
left
with
and with
no options
given
I move
forward
in life
handicapped
hoping
my
final
obstacles
can 
be
overcome..........................................................................