Sleeping Demons Come out to Play

My name is Candice Ballinger and I am a published author and poet. I love writing poetry of all kinds.

Counting Hands Play With Her Demons

Insufficient burdens rack my brain,

scorching my inner voice

rendering me helpless and lost;

rushing into this mess playing with fire,

just to get burned,

lest you figure out my own drowning

let in silence, pressured to start again,

I am not worthy of praise

I am a ghost stuck inside a coffin,

Oh, won't your children come out to play

forgetting my famous grin,

how could God just leave me here

wrapped in my own sin.