Demons

I've got demons inside me that I can't control.
I'm fully aware of them, but they just won't go.
Draining me in ways you cannot imagine.
Sucking my energy out. Leaving only a carcass
behind. Jumping on my brains with spiky boots on.
Grey matter gushing out of my ears. Creating crimson tears.
I try to control them by chaining them down,
but they're always on the run and having so much fun.

I want to love the people around me; show them I care.
I don't know how to do the same, with selfcare.
I push love away with bitterness on my tongue.
I can't control these bloody demons. 

So that's why I run.