Residing Demons inside my head.
Ruining my life, filling it with dread
By giving significance to the nonessentials.
Made me incapable of my own potential.

Demons have made me a slave
And I am digging my own grave
Light is what i'm afraid of
Darkness is all what I've fought for


Worth it, the life is yet to be
But it's just the darkness, i can see
I am a precious life,
these demons don't understand
Spontaneously pop out of nowhere
And change my plans

Demons moulding my destiny
Making myself my own enemy
Life's been ridiculed to such an extent
At first contradicted & then
Regarded as self evident

But, the Champions they keep playing
Until they get it right
No matter, whether it's a demon inside
Or a good streak of light.
 
© Teena Karhana