Dance with the demons

by Ralkkai

I walk a tightrope thin line
between my demon temptations
and the true thing that
is me.

One in the same.

I fight it

and let a little bit in
and let
a little bit escape
as well.

I’m dying.

We are all always dying.

Some of us are just
dying better than others
some of us are dying of old age
but I’m dying
because I want to find
a way to end this charade
this dance with the demons

this dance with the booze.

I take another drink
and hope that I’m not doing it
again,
the falling.

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