Something's not right

He stays in his room.

Smoke leaves his room, plumes.

He spends his time giggling to himself.

Whispering to himself.

He's always perplexed.

In seconds, he goes from cheerful to depressed.

Disconnected, his distress he won't confess.

Poison he spews.

After, he feels like a yahoo.

He zones out.

Something's taken over his mind no doubt.

Demons.

Demons whisper to him. 

Make him sin.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Addictions bring the demons out to play, as does too much time without company. My thoughts here focused on how difficult things are for anyone who has an addiction, but throw in isolation as well and that is not a good recipe. I felt the mood swings in this write pinhead.

Chris

[pinhead07]

True! Thank you for the review! :)))

[Intothemilkyway]

I can imagine this for everyone when we are alone with out demons. But one thing is for sure that we can make them disappear just like dreams.

[pinhead07]

True words! :)) Thank you! I always appreciate your reviews! :)))

[Just Kim]

I really like this, it is so emotional, demons are hard to live with, and will eat you alive, so well expressed

[pinhead07]

Thank you! :)))