Whispers

He’s awaken by a whisper in his ear, The demons return; his deepest and darkest fear. He shouts, “I don’t want to do this anymore.” Demon whispers, “Come on, give me one more score.” He shouts, “I hate you, please leave me alone.” Demon whispers, “But I need it” with a long drawn out moan. He shouts, “I’m done, my life is going to change.” Demon whispers, “Why are you doing this, you’re acting so strange?” He shouts, “I’m begging you to find someone else instead.” Demon whispers, “I’m hungry and I need to be fed.” He shouts, “Shut up, you’re driving me insane.” Demon whispers, “You brought me here, you are to blame.” He shouts, “I know but I will not do it again.” Demon whispers, “You know how strong I am, you’ll never win.” He shouts, “You underestimate me, you’re no longer in my life.” Demon whispers, “I will always be here, I’m what you’ll forever strife.” He shouts, “With sobriety, come new found strengths.” Demon whispers, “To bring you back, I’ll go to great lengths.” He shouts, “Never again, I’m going to sleep.” He then hears the demon cry, beg, and then weep. He closes his eyes and whispers, “I am the demon, and the demon is I.” Then the demon shouts, “So how will we ever survive?”