My demons come to play at night. My thoughts, my worries, my pain, my insecurities dance around my room.
Taunting me.
They like to keep me up and watch me cry.
They laugh and tell me im nothing.
I tell them to stop but they stick their fingers in their ears and laugh louder.
Listen to me!
They do this for hours.
As the sun comes up, the light peeks through the curtains.
They become silent.
They know its time for them to go.
Before they leave they grab me by my face abd give me a good days kiss to remind me that they will be back for me tonight.