Dating : Walking With Familiar Demons

I was so afraid of being abandoned that I’ve been completely oblivious and unappreciative of the fact that they never let me go. My demons have been loyal to me. To all these parts of me I hated, ignored, neglected and bashed. I had been so conditioned I believed that it was my demons holding me back.

I firmly believed they were the enemy, that they hated me when they loved me the most. My demons innerstood me so intimately they never took me personal. I was such a toxic lover of my self. And they stuck around because they knew I was going to need them one day. They waited for me.

Love is patient. And here I am unafraid, of the dark and the demons inside it. I know they call it home. I do too. Because I am the darkness and I am the light. The dark is bright and all-engulfing. And I am fluid.

I am flighty. I am not stable, because I am not stay-able. And I won’t stay in my place because I do not stay in place. I move. I’m up in flames. You cannot control me, once I get going. And I’m going. And I’m free. And that’s evil to some people. And as I walk with these familiar demons I realize,

I really do have friends.