These Demons

Amsky
1 min readFeb 18, 2020
Photograph by Ian Espinosa on Unsplash.

There are things you don’t understand
You turned to say that it isn’t there
I don’t even know what I’m going through
And I gotta hide these demons somewhere

You didn’t know the sleepless nights
And all the sudden mental breakdowns
See the look of confusion in your eyes
As if to say my sanity wasn’t sound

Wish you asked when you saw me uptight
The nights I spent crying to my pillow
Of the hurt I kept bottled up inside
The dark tailing of my black shadow

Beats me if I ever speak of this
I’m tight-lipped, wounded, and beaten
Never imagined falling down this abyss
Struggling against all these demons

Skin cold to the warmth of the shine
Tired of wearing the mask of I’m fine
Waking up with a terrible headspace
Dealing with these demons face-to-face

I obviously wouldn’t speak of it
Because there is no human mind
Would make sense of how it’s like
Living with all these demons.

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