FIGHTING MY DEMONS

Someone once told me that monsters don’t sleep under our beds,
They sleep inside our heads
So how do you run away from things that are inside your head?
Who do you call to rescue you from your thoughts?
How to switch off suicide or Murderer thoughts?
How to dodge sleepless nights and overthinking?
Just admit it fighting demons is harder than dodging bullets

Yes, I acted like it was not a big deal while it was breaking my heart
Let me tell you about my demons while you telling me about yours
Maybe they’ll get along, 
Maybe we’ll enough to fall in love and leave us alone
Every day is a struggle even when I’m at my best
My Anxiety is always with me and my panic taps me on my shoulders a few times a day
On my good days I can Brush it off
On my bad days I just want to stay in bed

“what are these scars from?” she asked
“They’re battle wounds,” I replied
She looked at me for a while
“Who are you battling?”
“Never have I ever dealt with anything more difficult than my soul” I replied
She looked at me with her beautiful blue eyes showing sympathy
I knew that she endured my misfortune 
I loved her not because she Cared for me but because her Voice could 
Silence my demons
Only If she really knew my past she wouldn’t even want to sit next to me
But, she can only see our future so she never leaves my side
I stopped fighting my demons we are on the same side now