when my demons take hold

my hands are worn
as the skin peels
my blisters bleed

my souls torn
as my lungs restrict
I struggle to breathe

when my demons take hold
and the hurt sets in of a life half lived
I yearn for something more to give

I write to forgive; and to forget
yet the memories remain
and I’m left to soldier along; through my pain

I daren't scream out in anguish
I'd hate to impose
so I face my demons alone and exposed

I cant give up or give in
I must fight this good fight
try as I might

the days I wake with the will to live
are few and far between
every other day I dust my self off and face the world with a knowing grin

this crippling cloud of doubt will forever come and go
its something I'll learn to survive with time
I must not let its waves drown my fire

for life is for living
and there is much to live for
and so I will learn to live by the universe inside my core