This piece is about finding the strength to fight when the demons come knocking! Maybe some of us have been given that darker path as we have a way to guide others through it. Sometimes we think we are the victims of our own darkness and demons, but this piece is here to remind us that we are actually warriors!
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Were we given these pains,
Or mental health,
As we are the ones who can express oneself,
Helping others to better prepare themselves,
When the demons come knocking.
Through experience of our own battles,
The power we are unlocking,
The shocking truth that too many of us choose to be victims,
But these words are proof,
That you are warriors.
Warriors of light!
A force brought in, to help with this on-going fight.
Demons creeping in both day and night,
Silently slipping into our minds,
As if our dreams were spiked.
Every small step we take is a win.
People who have never had their minds in a spin,
Could never truly appreciate what we’ve been through.
A place where your mind suddenly betrays you,
Strange looks,
Intrusive thoughts,
Headaches,
Body shakes,
Heart skips a beat by mistake.
Pinned to the wall as we begin to quake.
But no!
We will not break.
They will not crack our wall of hope.
When the demons come knocking.
It is no joke.
Where there is smoke,
There is fire,
Demon’s that have plagued generations for years,
Sadly, never retire.
They weigh us down,
Like heavy clowns’ shoes,
Making it impossible for us to move,
Spread across the ground.
As we look around,
These judging crowds.
People unaware our minds are now battle grounds.
Stood around while we catch our breath,
Knocking demons off our chests,
We will be ready,
We’re at our best.
When our darkness puts us to the test.
We’re taking bullets daily without the bullet proof vest,
When the demons come knocking.
We’re lacking the strength,
But there is no time to rest.
Tricking us with good days,
As they sit back mocking us,
This is an on-going war we need to discuss.
It’s them or us!
Invisible,
Hard to kill,
Taking parts of us,
Leaving us crippled,
Or physically ill.
There’s got to be a better way,
I want to feel like I’m living, instead of surviving days.
Put a pin in those pills as if it was a grenade,
We are past holding our crutches and craving first aid,
I have a thirst to take aim as I’m no longer afraid,
When the demons come knocking.
It’s time for us to kill.
As we heal.
Finding their weakness their achilleas heel,
These demons aren’t manifested they are f**king real.
How do we kill,
The untouchable,
Buried deep in our subconscious unable to feel.
Breath, Walk,
Laugh, Talk,
They’ve drawn the line,
Divided our lives with chalk.
Gipping our throats,
Making us choke,
On our own words,
Our sentences turn into cross words,
I swear by it,
I’ve had enough of their shit,
It’s time to nuke the lots of them,
Like Ridley in Aliens,
Stealing precious moments back again,
Taking us hostage from our family and friends,
Some days you feel like you’re walking on a wire,
Life hanging in the balance,
We are their puppets as they say dance monkey dance!
Stealing the colours from the rainbow,
Making our worlds dark grey,
Kiss goodbye to confidence,
As they kick your legs away.
It’s time to kill these motherf**kers once and for all.
Feeling like Cinderella trapped at home alone, but I will go to the ball!
And there will be murder on the dance floor,
As I kill them all!
Before they kill us and our time,
Humans and mankind,
Stealing away our lives,
Dreams of being balanced washed away in their tides,
Take over our bodies as well as our minds.
We are not puppets for the insidious kind.
You’ve been in the dark so long,
You’re afraid of the light.
You’re blind by the blinds you’re trapped behind.
Now step into your own darkness as you truly shine.
We’re all stars for each other in our darkest of times.
Lessons are the lights that we learn in time.
As the bell rings to start the fight,
Stepping into that blood-stained ring both day and night.
But this time we’re ready,
When the demons come knocking.
credits
from Strong Enough To Break,
released May 20, 2022
Written and performed by Andrew Horner
Original Music by Tomás Almeida / Eleven Tales
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