Demons Within

A poem.

Floorboards creak where the demons crawl
Is it all in your head? Or is it all real?
The demons run, but I can’t hide
I cannot breathe
My head is held down by the claw of a monster
That no one sees coming
Pushed deep underwater
I am drowning, slowly dying
I can’t call for help and I can’t even scream
Voices voices, can you hear them?
The demons say this, the demons say that
The monsters laugh and I am scared
They scratch and bite until I bleed
To the outside world, I sit and stare
But inside of me the chatter never stops
A dark conversation takes place
On the edge of a bridge
Feet dangling over and a downwards glance
One final move and the demons die
The chatter will end
And an innocent life gone in the blink of an eye
I hear them laughing, laughing at me
I step back from the bridge and slowly retreat
Back to normal, or so it seems
But it’s never really normal, to have these demons follow me