Your Demons Will Welcome A New Friend
Understanding who they really are
How do you really know
When you’ve met your match,
That one person connected
Your one perfect catch.
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Often you feel so much love
Then realise it’s a mistake,
Their love, was it real at all
No damn it, it was all fake.
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You hide away for awhile
Your demons scolding you,
Lecturing, you know better
As you hurt the way you do.
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Your heart builds scar tissue
As you vow never to try again,
You build up your walls higher
Nobody is ever worth this pain.
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But unbeknown to you
Your soulmate is near,
They will free your heart
You have nothing to fear.
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Your soulmate won’t tiptoe
Won’t be your demons prey,
No they’ll ever so confidently
Ask your demons out to play.
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Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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