Inner Demons

My inner demons you say? Hah, don't make me laugh. They're all around you, can't you hear them? They yell they scream, they're there but not seen. Their only purpose is one that's not clean. They tease and they taunt to get what they want, they lure you in with the smallest of sins. They is a plural, yet meaning just one, because all them together is me, undone. What is it that makes me so sane? Nothing. Just that, simple and plain. I'm losing my sanity, facing mortality, yet cling to ideals that are a falsehood reality. I build myself up while breaking back down, I am my own rundown town. The buildings are bleak, the sky is grey, there are no pathways that have been paved. No signs with words, no stores with worth. Just an empty hollow hope filled with sorrow. I say again, can't you see? My inner demons, yes....They're me.

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