My demons keep on coming

They just keep knocking at my door

I try to turn them away

But they’ve been here before

They want to play with my frailty

To claw their way into my head

I tried to turn them away

But, I’ve let them in instead


I’m just feeling down

Like a seed of sadness buried deep beneath the soil

I know I need to grow roots of hope for a future

But I’m here drowning

In the outpouring of love

Thinking I’m undeserving

Believing there’s nothing here to show

Like a stunted flower

Nothing left of me to grow