They're You

Ubiquitous thoughts
So inescapable
Even when I scream at myself
They are there

There is no distance
That could be run
They have sewn themselves
Inside my head

Began nesting
In my psyche
Attaching their strings of delusion
Master of this puppet

Struggle entices them
Indifference
Quickly becomes guilt
Confrontation seems inevitable

Nothing left to lose
A search begins
Reconciliation
The only answer

But where are these demons
Ear bleeding oppressors
Who slowly quiet
Upon acknowledgment

Their truth lay hidden
Buried in the reflection
Of each broken mirror
You gazed upon