Monster of My Demons

Monsters lie deep in our thoughts
They do so in mine anyways
My monsters don't have horns or control the darkness
Instead they are invisible and control me.

These monsters I speak of harm many people
The people who I love truely and those who I have never met
The monsters make me do things to them
I do not wish to have these monsters

The names of these foul creatures of my mind are:
Pill Popper
Food Addict
Codependent
Cutter
Manipulator

All the things I wish I wasn't
The monsters have turned me into one of them
I see it everyday in my loved one's eyes
I am no longer myself

Everday is a struggle
A struggle to return to my old ways
Though in order to do so, I must kill my monsters
In retrun, that will kill me.

I will try to the very end
To become my old self once more
But as for now
I am the Monster that My Demons have created.