Maybe I’m just bad at relationships

Or maybe people, do not know how to love

I have made up my mind

I am done 



I am content with being on my own

I accept that maybe I’m supposed to be alone 

In my thoughts

My space

But if the time comes where you walk in

I’ll be ready 

With open arms

Only if you mean 

No harm


Demons Dancing


Playing with these demons, they’ve become my best friends

Dancing around all the parts of my head

Full of deceit and anger with no invitation to attend

Trying to make me lose my peace of mind is what they intend

I’ve given more of myself to people than I can defend

I just want to forget the world exists as I fall asleep in my own bed

After saving others for so long, who will come to my aid?

When I have needed them the most, they all go astray.

So I turn to the voices in my brain

The only ones who have stayed.