“Your demons came knocking and I let them in.”

Quiet those whispers that tell you, you’re not good enough.

Love fiercely, that even in your absence you linger.

You were the one even when you couldn’t be.

I hope you give yourself a try today.

Over thinkers – masters at turning calm into chaos.

Wrap yourself in kindness you deserve it too.

Freedom looks beautiful on you keep healing love.

Slow down, and inhale a little bit of peace.

I loved, you lost. Pity isn’t it?

And in between the calm and the chaos you are evolving.

Starting now, I’m building a garden of final goodbyes.

You are just as beautiful as those wounds that house you.

Learn to love in layers. One heart beat at a time.

Lets build a bridge of kindness one heart at a time.

Have a little mercy on your heart please.

You’re worth more than a temporary stay.

There have been times in my life that I’ve had a ton of vices, and my demons have run amok for years and years and years.

Demons don’t play by the rules. They lie and they cheat and they stab in the back.

As for getting there … it’s a choice between sinning and being tricked by demons It’s a plane of evil … despair … and magic of the foulest kind.

The creative urge is the demon that will not accept anything second rate.

There’s a demon in me, and he’s still around. Without the dope, we have a bit more of a chat these days.

The past came to hunt her, but she prepared to fight her demons. She was now a fair believer of herself.

I dance with my demons and live to tell the tale.

I’m just a demon that means well. Freelance for God, but do the work of Satan.