Poem -

When My Demons Come Out To Play

A window to my ego.

When My Demons Come Out To Play

Do you want to see behind my eyes
I very much doubt that you do
It can be a place of great beauty
But wait around a minute or two and the sky will turn black
My demons come out to play and if your still around
Well then the fun really begins
They trample all my pretty flowers
And with tears flowing down my face I
join in and laugh at their raucous games
I wish I could say that my will was not my own
That would be a lie
I know exactly what will happen
By giving my demons free reign
But consequences are for tomorrow 
Today... well all bets are off
And Karma can kiss my ass
I dance and I laugh and when we are tired
We snuggle by the campfire made from the destruction we have razed
This could go on for months sometimes only hours
When I finally cajole them back into their cages
I look around and chaos is all I see 
Those closest to me always the ones to pay the price
Why does it always seem you destroy the ones you love the most
There are times I feel I can not go on one more moment
Knowing all the pain that I have consciously caused
I work tirelessly to undo what I have wrought
Aware that its only a matter of time before they are loose once more
Do you still want to see that which is in my mind
Well if you do... you have been warned

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