Daemons

The battles not fought

the daemons unsought

You look at me

and care not to see

 

Judge not me in your eye

My daemons talk only to me

The fears that fill my sky

The fires that burn my tree

 

You have daemons of your own

We all do some unknown

So isolated so alone

In their screaming drone

 

My face a facade of will

Yet my hands will never still.