Are you Okay?

People always ask me: are you okay?

and just like that, I am robbed of language.

How do I begin to explain

the monsters and demons?

I can always feel them lurking,

waiting to pounce, when I am too weak

and drained of energy to fight.

How do I tell them the problem is me? 

I am constantly at war with myself

and I always seem to lose.

I think, maybe I will win,

only to realize I let myself die.