I don’t take Xanax to replace the weed See Xannys is what I need
To keep up with the speed
of my demons as we dance
You see I’ve learned not to fight my demons
They only grow stronger
and with each round, the fight
it grows longer
It’s like they know. They’ve learned my fighting style.
I’ve been doing it a while.
Fighting the demons of mine
They sat me down and I decided to reason with them.
Acknowledged I needed them
and if I entertained them soon I’d be free again
I’d be me again
But it came with a price
I’d have to let them in a for a few nights
Just once a while.
They’ll drop by and we’d dance until I think I’ll die
I chose the punch from the bowl instead a punch to the nose because face it dancing won’t kill me its all I know
I miss ballet and shit
so why not let them stay a bit
I’ll pop some percs so my feet won’t hurt and the lean it makes my body numb
So much the dancing becomes fun
It’s okay I’ll hold it down
But if you ever see the green bottles just know my demons are coming to town
Mental health is extremely important. There are people who are fighting their own demons on a daily basis. A little goes a long way. You never know how much a small gesture can mean to someone.