Inner Demons

by Cortney Adame   Apr 4, 2005


Inside my soul is twisted
No longer black or white
But instead a shade of gray
Warped by things just out of sight.
Evils locked inside of me
Just below the surface
Always trying to free themselves
To fulfill their darkest purpose.
Kept inside for such a length
Their needs each day grow stronger
Adding more as time goes by
I can't control them for much longer.
Taking over from within
All these things locked in my soul
In the prison I made for them
But one day they will take control.
I try to shove them deeper
I try to make them disappear
I try to vanquish these dark demons
I try to send them far from here.
But my efforts have been useless
For the evil is stronger by the day
So for now I live with this
And in the end I'll have to pay.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Cortney Adame

    I wrote this poem a long time ago.