Demons

You broke my heart not once, but twice

only time can make things right

All of my demons look like you

their empty promises, mocking those of the woman I once knew

I see you in my dreams, you steal my sleep

you are the moon and the sun, and everything in between

I comb through the tangles, the mats in your hair

like you once did for me, before you weren’t there

I am my mother’s daughter, you made me this way

if I gave you half of my heart, do you think you could stay?

You tell me to come inside, close the blinds and lock the door

I promise I’ll keep you safe, as we sink deep beneath the floor

I know this isn’t what you wanted, I know you tried your best

and I know you mean “I’m sorry”, by the whiskey on your breath

You gave me these hands to hold, only the pencil I use to write

and the strength to turn the hurt to gold, your darkness was my light