WRESTLING INNER DEMONS

Whimsical scat about facing your inner demons

Wrestling inner demons ... can be a messy job
Someone's got to do it ... so it might as well be Bob
Fighting off ill will .......... others impose on you
Is a daily challenge, oh s...t, turn on the lights Boo Boo

Smokey trails a comin' ...... wishing you were here
Breathing in dark ambers .. the trick to it is never clear
Someday I'll grow thick skin and a wrestling we will go
But for now I'll hold on tight and ask 'em to just go blow

But seriously folks I kid you not .. it's time for me to pop
If I don't grab the horns right now .. I know it'll never stop
I stand with head in hand as my mind quickly busts a move
Turning my tongue inside out to show 'em I'm in the groove

Calling all inner demons ........... to give it all you've got
Poison pens won't stop my gait .. my aim won't go to pot
Sure and true, steady hands ...... I write with no regret
Can't sit still, with my quill ......... it's time to shine, you bet

C2011 LLR (aka-Lebo)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Those damn inner demons seem to follow me around. I like the story and desire to escape the inner demons.
"Calling all inner demons ........... to give it all you've got
Poison pens won't stop my gait .. my aim won't go to pot"
I enjoyed this poem. Please sent Johnnie read request. I love your poetry. A excellent poem.
Coyote