Demons

I hear them sometimes
They whisper from the walls
Little breaths of words
Split-second images
I stare into the darkness
Heart beating faster
Faster

My own personal demons
Sometimes I say...
Just do it finally!
Destroy my life
You've been trying for so long
I'm tired of being
The prey

I feel them sometimes
Reaching down my spine
And up my throat
Twisting and turning
Somebody's screaming
Cold fingers
Entering