we all have our inner deamons....we fight against them....we cry , we run....they laugh at us, with us, in us.....they tear us apart and feast upon the pieces of our souls .. they're never satisfied ..they always want more, they chase us, they play us like puppets, they scream and mock us.... as long as we let them have control, we won't find the peace....lock them in a cellar and throw away the key.....u'll hear them curse and shout for a while.....but then you won't.....dare! can you?