A battle not of flesh

I walk down the halls shielding my mind from them They will never know what makes me want to tear my soul out The self-inflicted pain I endure is unbearable It is not and never can become physical Because then they will see into my tainted soul My mind is darkened by its thoughts every joyous memory becoming clouded until it's no more Fear is what keeps me from wondering in wonder For fear of getting trapped in the soul sucking monster A battle of the mind thats the war I fight A fight not against flesh but the evil spirits that want company They feed off of my anguish They dance and scream their praises Growing strong but not cocky They know I will always have the power to take my mind back But the question is Am I ready to fight?