• I mold into the demons
    That led me into darkness.
    They bind me in shackles
    Of insecurity and self loathing,
    Taint every chance I have
    At being happy and content enough
    To give myself emotionally to another.

    How long until these voices
    Stop screaming at me,
    Telling me that I don’t measure up
    To anyone else.
    Forcing me to question every movie I make.
    Who do I run to when those demons
    Get to close to the surface,
    When others can see them lurking
    Behind my eyes.

    No entity can save me from
    Giving into these demons.
    No one but me.
    I just wonder if my willpower
    Is strong enough to fight.