face them and fight

My demons,
They riot,
They scream and yell.
My heart,
It aches,
She begs for them to stop.
My mind,
It is overwhelmed,
She cannot think for the sake of living.
My soul,
It begs,
She begs for my demons to stop.
My demons don't.
And I have a choice: face them and fight or run.
So, I slowly stood up, despite shaking like a maniac,
And I face them and fight.

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