My Favorite Demon

I sit
quietly inside my head
observing demons that i've bred
un-reacting, i choose to stare,
but you go by, like everyday,
and then i blink instead

i follow
everything you do
and every word you've ever said
cos i am just a child,
and you're my favorite bedtime tale
and even when you're not around
i dream you up instead

addicted to my private hell,
the place where all my nightmares dwell
my favorite demon chats me up
and tricks me with a brand new spell
as i watch on with unseeing eyes
fixated, i remain spell-bound
while you're exchanging quick high-fives
and buying my demons another round

and when you're done
and i've returned to oblivion,
and hunting crumbs to happy spaces
my rambling, incoherent mind replaces
all the pain with emptiness,
as bleeding wounds leave clueless traces
my weary spirit yearns to rest

i close my eyes to make my peace

and i find myself,
sitting,
quietly inside my head

observing demons that i've bred
un-reacting, i choose to stare,
but you go by, like everyday,
and then i blink instead