Demons

*Sorry this is an old poem of mine i just found. Though i should post it anyway*

At times I feel I'm drowning, inside my own head
I can't get a grip on life, my thoughts have all bled

I can't say what need saying, I can't do what I must
And I feel like I'm betraying, people's support and trust

The demons I thought gone, return yet more immense
Leave me begging for freedom, from their influence

Pain has such a draw right now, I'm becoming scared
It makes me feel awake once more, makes me feel prepared

To face both what is out there, and what is within
Try to escape the feelings, just under my skin

I must try to get a grip, on my rampaging thoughts
So I might face the demons, by whom I'm now caught