I see you demons, I know your place in my psyche,
For you breed on my shadows, my fears and my lies.
You, the dark clouds that blind my vision,
Blur the doors and ways to my intuition.
You bring the stormy nights when I give in,
To the inhumanness of my brutal instincts.
 
I see you demons, I see you clear,
So, I call my gods, as I seek release,
Consider my urge, my will to fight,
Please stay with me, and hold me tight.
Listen to my prayers and attend to my plea,
You make me hopeful, to set me free. 
 
I churn and churn, my inner sea of thoughts,
Where am I going? Where have I gone?
Find me my gods, please lead me back,
To a place in my heart where true happiness unpacks.
I know these thoughts are an invisible trap,
But I am utterly caught up, fixated in their wrap.
So, I wait patiently and work with you my gods, 
To heal myself from all that makes me rot.