How Do I Help (Myself)

I really want to help you. But you don’t want any help. I tell you every truth I can pull out of my body and soul but you hear nothing.

All you hear are the demons rambling around in your head. The bad thoughts driving you insane. Pushing you to the brink of insanity. Only to pull you back and repeat.

I want to help. I want to take the demons out of your head and lock them in a cage. Just so you don’t have to feel this.

I want you to be happy. With every inch of my heart, I promise I do. I love you so much, it kills me to see you put yourself through this time after time after time.

But it doesn’t matter how many time I try to pull the demons out of your head.

Because you’ve befriended those demons… and now you call them Angels.