Demons

If I'm being honest,

I'm not sure I'll survive,

These demons,

I battle,

Fighting for my life.

They find me at my weakest,

Where no light shines through,

Beat me till I'm barely breathing,

Leave me black and blue.

They make me think that I'm just crazy,

Won't let me tell a soul,

Tell me I'm not worth it,

And keep me all alone.

Should I go and ask for help,

My words fall on deaf ears,

Everyone too busy,

Confirming my worst fears.

So I stay inside my head,

Losing all my pride,

But I hope that in the end,

You all know I tried.