It’s the ones left unfinished,
I go back and read,
where the writing just stopped…
tears made the ink bleed.
I lost the rhythm,
or I ran out of time,
the words got jumbled
In my fragmented mind.
Do you know what this means
For someone like me?
Only a portion of that pain
Was ever set free.
The rest is trapped
Inside my soul
Buried in darkness
Becoming a demon, don’t you know.
That’s how it is
And I will not lie
Insurmountable anguish
Well, it never dies.
If you have to hold onto it,
If no one sets it free
It takes on a life of its own
Becoming another beast inside of me.
I know my demons well
They always carry me through
Pushing me back into the light
Saving me more, than people ever do.
Never ask me to shun them
They’re already buried alive
If you look closely enough
You’ll see they watch through my eyes.
RaenellDawn 10/01/2017