Dear My Demons

Dear My Demons

Most of you aren’t real

but notions of a false existence

who try to convince me

that me

is not who I want to be.

How can I not but fail

when me is all that I am?

Some of you have names.

You are real people

who wreaked such evil on my spirit

a part of you died

and stays, rotting inside me.

Some of you I have wished were real

and you are the worst kind

because you persuaded me I couldn’t do better

than your lies and deceit.

And don’t we all want to believe in a place of safety?

But this is the inception

of the war I will fight to the death;

for I choose the life well lived

fulfilled

with people who love me

over the vast dark emptiness

echoing in the spaces you tempt me to reside,

you’ve tested my conviction but I’ve decided where it lies,

I refuse to play to your games.

So lose your own race

lift your own weights

this is your exorcism.

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