9.

Here it go again,

Endless problem on my end.

Doubts and insecurities,

Demons revived to chase me.

Wound that was once healed,
relapse again.
Acting crazy to stop the pain,
negativity chose to stay.

It's the same cycle,

I'm back here at the gate of hell.

Feelings like this,

Worthless and shits.

Constant battles,

Daily struggles.

Tired of all the fights.

Am I worth it?

Am I sane?

Time to start to appreciate.

For all the years of self-abuse,

Mentally draining me to ruin.

I want to fix things up,
for all the years I tormented myself.
To mend the broken pieces,
to reshape myself.

I call a truce,

With all my might.

Demons please,

I'm tired of fights...