Demons.

This feeling will never go away,
No matter what people will ever say.
I drink to feel no pain,
Maybe I'll seem more sane.
These thoughts are telling me different things,
Yet my heart is held up by chains.
Don't judge me by my scars,
I never wanted to be put behind bars.
Demons surround me,
They will never let me flee.
Its so dark,
Maybe I'll go to the park.
Everyone looks at me,
Why can't they let me be?
I walk the streets,
Stared at by many people.
They say I need religion,
But all I want to do is stare at this pigeon.
These demons are my only friends,
They tell me about the latest trends.
I can never love again,
Maybe that's the reason I drink so often.
There is nothing left,
Only death.