Refraction

I am haunted by the ghosts of my past, Who knows how long this torture with last. Demons taunt me at every turn, Wanting me to burn. My inner demons don’t let me go, They just enjoy the show. The show of my hell, Is like the ringing of bells. I can survive, Will remain alive. ‘You can’t escape,’ they said, I will come out ahead. I may be haunted, But these demons shall not taunt. Me anymore, This is what I allow for. I allow the pain, Because it will let me gain. I will find myself, And let the demons burn themselves.