My Demons

By the time my words

reach the notepad

I realise my thoughts

are making me sad.

I had hope my writing

could exorcise my demons

and allow me to truly

understand my feelings.

It had worked for a

short period of time

as I tried to express

myself through rhyme.

But lately it has become

an uphill struggle

as I searched for the

right words to juggle.

Now none of it seems

to make any sense

as my fears and worries

grow more intense.

Unless I suddenly

obtain some inspiration

I don’t know if I can

handle the ramifications.