My Demons

My Demons

A Story by The Boy Who Never Grew Up

Everyone has their Demons. They are a part of you that will remain until the end, they will never stop praying on your fears,pain and insecurities. They will remain in your shadow, waiting ever so patiently, growing, feeding and preying on the darkness of your mind. It's unstoppable, inevitable and it will consume the mind if you let it. True the Demons will always be there, that cannot be changed. No they must be starved, starved of the fears that haunt you, starved of the pain that hardens you, starved of the insecurities holding you back. The only way to win is to starve them, it's not easy, it won't happen in a day or a week, you'll have days of doubt and lapses when you feed the Demons again.

Being strong is the key! Throw away your fears, abandon that which hurts you and burn your insecurities! Starve those damn Demons who haven't a tenth of the strength you do! The beauty of which that pours though your soul and touches those around you is stronger than any Demon!

Don't let those Demons drive you to the brink of destruction, don't wield the knife they hand you and let it cut the skin and bleed rivers of dark red blood. Don't give them the power to starve you and purge you, don't let the ruin another damn day of your life! Life is short and beautiful, why let your Demons take that which cannot be replaced?

Please, starve your Demons, live a beautiful life, throw away your knives and razors! Enjoy food and love the uniqueness of it! Don't purge and weaken yourself you are the most beautiful person to someone in this world! I beg you starve the Demons, don't let them take another day of the short but beautiful life you are blessed with!

With love and hope,
The Boy Who Never Grew Up

© 2014 The Boy Who Never Grew Up


Author's Note

The Boy Who Never Grew Up
Ignore all mistakes just love and understand the message in the writing

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This gave me goose bumps :) I could relate to the text so much because I've had to deal with depression in a part of my life, and I really needed so much strength and will power to defeat my demons ( And thank God, I've been depression free for 4 years now )
People struggling need to feel the others' presence for them, even if what they mostly want is being left alone, they know that deep down they're just silently crying for help.
This is good, it's full of hope and will power :)
#CutCakeNotWrists :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


And be harsh and honest please

Posted 10 Years Ago



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The Boy Who Never Grew Up
The Boy Who Never Grew Up

Spokane, WA



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