Never Alone

It's deafening. The silence of a thousand unspoken words, of the hundreds of silent souls. I can feel it. I can feel everything, but yet, I don't sense anything. The silence is crushing me, the silence is saving me. This tiny empty prison room feels like it's coming in on me. But no it can't because this is my haven. These four walls are what keep the demons at bay... for a little while.
Now they're back. My demons. Are they friend or foe? I can feel them laughing at me, playing games in my mind. Today they are foe. They've turned my beautiful four walls and crushing silence into a prison composed of my own flesh and sinews. My blood screams in my veins at their invisible claws. My poor wretched body. My poor misunderstood demons, I created them with my mind and now I try to turn my sublime little creations away.
I take a deep breath and let them go. They leave in a rush leaving my body crippled. I revel in my emptiness, because that is all it is, emptiness. I know they are still here waiting for me to weaken again. They're watching, waiting. For we are never turly alone.