Your Demons have left. by L D Wright

Your Demons have left…..

Is this a sickness or life’s cruel intention to let us witness our fragile insecurities blended with weakness.

Dwell upon past circumstances that broke down your entire resistance.

Withdrawn, excuses many, alone with our embedded enemy.

Shakes the core of our existence as the demon seeks to live within us.

This ain’t no love song, it’s your worst dream, creating nightmares that act out in broad daylight.

Locked in the confides of your own safe haven leaving you shaken, broken, unable.

Breaking promises you never meant to keep because this demon creates events that haven’t even happened yet.

Feeling lost when your clearly in full view, even lost in the crowd thinking your alone, its just you.

Invisible barriers tear you apart, your motivation just got up and walked. Stopped you dead in your tracks.

Doubtful thoughts and negative outlooks, losing the battle that already broke us.

Taking steps to break the chains that bind you, listening to friends, making arrangements instead of acting on what your demons voice tells you.

Opening your mouth finally letting the words out that you’ve battled to hear, asking for help without fearing the fear.

Igniting the power to create a future that your past confidence hid from all of us.

Learning that life isn’t all dark with pitfalls and gloom, excepting the push that saw you positively bloom.

Life’s many uphill and twisted lanes, getting lost but finally finding yourself again.

Looking at your reflection, introducing yourself, and seeing that smile grow now your demons have left.


Lee David Wright

Published by Lee David Wright

Hi there, I'm Lee, I live in the UK in a small town called Blackburn. If I'm not working in the steel industry or training in karate, I'm out walking and taking pictures. I love taking photos and making them beautiful. I have struggled with depression and anxiety for a very long time. My writing run alongside my issues,  personal pitfalls, and experiences through life. Some experiences sad, some dark, but always honest. I treat my writing as my personal therapist., letting my thoughts out in words. This releases my inner demons and settles my personal head space.

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