I hate my own mind and the demons that haunt it.
They swirl within me like a dark pool of murky water
Screaming, moaning, wailing, singing
Their mesmerizing call lures me
They appeal to me with a disparaging, yet beautiful voice
They trap me within myself like a pit of thick tar
The more I struggle, the more I sink
I can’t get out of my own damn head!
Unable to escape I succumb to the sludge
All the while they taunt my reason and truth
They hold clarity hostage while dragging me through self loathing, anger and irritation
In celebratory moments, when I should welcome the sun, they point to the ominous storm cloud on the horizon
They mock my hopelessness and sing enchanting lyrics
How can I break the spell?
Where is my solace? Where is my relief?
Oh my wretched soul! Free me from these contemptuous demons! Release me from my melancholy!