Demons

It is hard fighting demons. Especially demons that old.
Demons you grew up with, they have lived in your shadow for a long, long time. And sometimes you forget about them, or at least you try to. But every now and then, damn bastards keep popping up in your life, wiping your smile off in an instant and sucking all the joy from your heart.
I hate my demons.
One day, perhaps one day, I will have plucked the courage to face them properly.