A Letter To My Demons.

We're all running. We've always been running and still, we continue to run. From things our lips have not the ability of describing. From demons even hell couldn't boast of holding.

Our demons, they hold us captive. Night and day. Seen by none other but our very own precious eyes.

We're all running. We've been at this game for quite a while now.

And here's a bit from the footage of my own race.

My demons, they're not welcoming.

Don't stay too long or they might devour you.