I hate naming poems

I haven't felt like this in a while,
i really thought I moved passed depression,
but it feels like the stars have aligned and I'm back in the same room I lived in for so many years,
my roommate is still there though,
the demon,

a long time ago but not too long I was told by my mother that I had a demon in me,
imagine hearing that from the woman who gave birth to you and yes it hurt,
but this isn't about her,
I generally think that I have something dark inside me, a power so black if it ever made it to the surface, my life would be over,
not in the sense of suicide, but I wouldn't be me anymore,

As the days pass I just feel like I'm falling deeper into this dark energy,
you think I'd be use to it by now but this is a feeling you can never truly get use to,
but when that feelings comes, I can feel the symptoms but I can't do anything about it,
its like no matter how many times you change the locks to your mind, or even change where you live,
the demon always has a spare key under the rug,

my insides start to shake,
i feel like i just got a body high,
but that't not cannabis that's making me feel that way,
its the demon,
then anger and rage fill my heart until it runs over, even my voice changes,

i must have a lot of built up anger and sadness buried deep inside that i never let out,
but when the demon takes over my body,
its like i can see whats happening but i can't do anything about it,
and I'm scared because of it,
i don't know what to do.