Demons come to play

Alone in my room at night is when my demons come to play...Jokes on me though because when they come, they come to stay. I hate them, wish I had some form of escape. You see I’ve learned monsters don’t sleep under your bed but rather they sleep inside of your head. I wish I knew how to fight back however I am so weak. Nothing I do stops these determined little vermon. My minds like a constant roller coaster that I cant get off. Thoughts going around and around like a Nascar track. Too fast. Please slow down. I cant comprehend whats going on. Its like one minute Im here and the next Im not. I can no longer hang on... please someone make it stop. I just want off this ride, and to be normal again. Back when I had friends and people did not judge me or look at me like I had leprosy.

So here I lie awake again breathlessly gasping for a bit of air wishing just one person would show they care. Maybe if I felt they did theses demons would one by one fall away cause then the emotions they play on would leave and they would have no reason to stay. However this is my life and I feel its my destined fate. So I put on my big girl panties and deal with the cards I am dealt. Its not easy playing with these evil creatures my biggest fear is that theyll be my biggest teachers... so I try not to sleep because alone in my room is when my demons come to play....