false demons

I feel a thousand demons eating away at me, devouring every part of me, tearing me apart. And I let them. I hear their words pass through my mind: criticism, disappointment, hopelessness; that's all they transmit to me. And I believe it. I swallow all their words without question; they burn me inside, they poison me. And I welcome them. I close my eyes and I continue to see them, I open them and they disappear, although I continue to hear them.