You really think you are fighting them

Sadly, you are blind to your own actions

The demons that possess your soul

are laughing at you

You are only making them stronger

 as

they watch you punch shadows on the wall

The sting you inflict doesn’t hurt them

The pain is placed back upon yourself

and

on the ones who love you most

 The Guardian that you have leaned on

has tearfully tried but failed to help you

You took her wings and broke them

yet

 you refuse to fly on your own

You would rather look at a cliff

then attempt to fly over it

because

It is easier to say I can’t

then it is to say I can try

There is a large mirror on the wall

Embrace the magic for which it holds

Look into the mirror

and

take a deep breath of reflection

 The mirror can kill the demons

The ones that have been haunting you for so long

but

until you do, they will only get stronger

as you continue to punch shadows on the wall