Old demons laughing by andrew zlenka 2/5/2014 old demons mock me...laughing in my face..no lover for me..no new friends or compainions for me.. Every time I try an old demon pushes me further...further into the solitude I deserve...after a while I submit..I let the demons take over to punish myself..to force my legs to bleed my everlasting life onto the ground where the water washes it away..but pent up tears only able to cry out with the blade..it hurts..not enough to cry out..but just enough to torment me and agonize me..I feel so isolated I start to rock I give up as my essance slowly ebbs away the wound slowly closing the tears...why do I try...why...why...