My Personal Demon

Someone once told me

That everyone has a personal demon

Something or someone that holds onto your heart

And rips it to shreds whenever they get a chance

Everything in your life that brings you joy and wonder

Is all destroyed by this demon

Its hard for me to think of just one thing

That I consider to be my personal demon

As there are so may so many things in my life

That break my heart whenever they get the chance

There are far too many things for me to name

But there is a few that I will

My memories of Jason and what happened with him

The death of a friend who I loved with all my heart

The depression that has over come me

And the fear that I will never be able to stop harming myself

I wish that I knew of a way

To name my one true personal demon

But I guess that the truth is

That I am my own personal demon

Every part of me is guilty

For bringing me down