My demons are the ones who hold me tight
Telling me everything's okay, there's no need to fright
I cling onto them, as though I am a lost child
Holding back the tears and the cold, hard bile.
They whisper in my ear that I shouldn't worry
Causing my heart to race, my vision to be blurry
I'm not sure what to feel when it comes to things I can't bear
So I let them take hold and open the stitches, making them tear.
I hold back the tears, afraid of what they might do
Knowing that they know, that all I wanted was you
You, who I let go without a second thought
Now I am suffering from the pain that I brought.
My demons tell me I shouldn't love who you are in my mind
But how can I stop, when I'm continuing to follow this line?