Shattered, Tattered, Worn

Enveloped in my soul

Demons in every corner of my ‘system’

That’s what they call my personalities

All sitting around the meeting table within my mind

Chattering, screaming, haunting me

Do it they say, get it over with

Bathe in our irrational conversations

Submerge yourself in the darkness

Plunge into our desires

Suppress us no longer