To my Demons

To my Demons,

I thought I lost you

even though deep down I knew I  hadn’t

I knew one day you would come back

And you did

This time you brought a legion

The legion I hadn’t seen for eons

I hadn’t snuffed you out

I had relieved you of your duties

The duty to fuck with me

My head was no longer your home

My soul was no longer your territory

To search and seize

But you have reclaimed what once was yours

You have reclaimed my soul

You have reclaimed my spirit

You have reclaimed my mind

I hadn’t even known that I had

until it was too late

Now you’re here again

You have come across the threshold

And I was too weak to prevent you

My soul is engulfed now with what you bring

My mind is now up for sale at the market

But no one wants it and it’s returned for the barter

My soul is being played with like a hot coal

And all you do my legion is laugh

All you do is stand in the shadowy corner

The corner of my soul that is too dark to touch

The corner of my soul where no one trends

The corner of my soul that is obscure too incomprehensible for some to even bear thought

And now all you do is wring my soul

You twist the little pleasures away

You take the few sparkles of life and tell me they are not mine to have

You tell me my life is not mine to live

You tell me I’m no good

You tell me I am not me

You tell me I am fucked

You tell me I am better of lifeless

You tell me to surrender like I once had

You tell me I am too beaten

You tell me I am to scared for the sale

You tell me I am worthless

You tell me I should cower and hide

You tell me I am conquered like I once was

you tell me that

My soul should be yours once again

My tears burn for they have smoldered a long time in the opaque of the corner of my soul that no one trends

To my legion I will not surrender

To my legion I will not raise you any more

To my legion I am worth something

To my legion

get the fuck out of my head

To once my legion

get the fuck out of my soul

For my soul

My spirit

My mind

Are mine.

What do you do?

B-hUOTsCYAACXka    I came across this image on Twitter this morning and it had me thinking, what do you do each day to create what you want to become?  I also asked myself, what have I done to not settle for what is comfortable or what the “should be’s” or the “should not be'”, but answering the questions in my mind.  “what do you want?” “what do you want to be”. “Am I settling with what I want to do with my life?” — “Am I letting myself be what others think that I should be?” …. The answer for me feels like well depends on the day.  Some days I can be braver then others, while some days it is so easy to think that my dreams are just that…pipe dreams….. Yet, I will chase these dreams until they become a reality, I will continue in giving of myself through words, through writing through my actions and so on….I will make the calls that can be uncomfortable (publishing companies) for perhaps I can and maybe be shot down, but you never know until you try… Right?

So what are you going to do today or tomorrow where you cross your limits of comfort to be what you want to be?