My Demons: Awakened

My demons: are awakened; They're lurking around inside my mind I've become so bitter, shaken These demons somehow keep me blind. These demons are trying to get at me; Throwing obstacles in my way My writing these words, be mistaken But it's just my demons wanting to play. I find myself in grips by my demons; As if they had chains on me Thunderous yelling at myself In the mirror that sat on the shelf. Gaps in time unaccounted for; Missing what had just taken place I know I have some memory problems, face it But, this is more like it's Alzheimer's disease. There are these days I forget my name; And there isn't anything to blame Sometimes forgetting where I am Or are these my demons trying to shame me again. Writing of this makes me uneasy; I keep telling myself or is this reasons I ought to choke you to make them stop; Sometimes, I think my head is going to pop.