The Demons of My Past

Staring at my reflection,
I cannot believe my own eyes,
For beneath this smooth complexion,
A worn and weathered woman lies.
No one seems to fathom the pain
I feel with every breath I take
Nor the never-ending rain
That causes my heart and soul to ache;
The darkest demons haunt me
Every hour of the day,
Ever forcing my eyes to see
The sorrow of yesterday.
I have found a love so true
That will never fade away,
But these devils taint it, too,
Hoping to destroy it one day.
All my hopes and dreams are waning
As they taunt me day and night;
With all my strength I’m straining,
But it seems I’m losing the fight.
If I had my true love here
To always stay close to me,
I know I’d have nothing to fear,
For his added strength sets me free!
Yet, my demons know too well
There’s small strength without unity,
So they created this cell
To keep my love away from me;
Now I’m forced to live each day,
Second-guessing what I feel
And ever struggling to stay
Assured that this love is real.
Still, from this moment forth, I vow
To fight this darkness constantly,
No matter how strong and foul
It grows in my adversity,
For I’m weary of living life
In the shadow of this curse,
Knowing too well this pain and strife
Could soon drive me to the hearse.
I want to feel the sunshine
And witness miracles once more
And share the blessings that are mine
With the man I’ll always adore.