by I ran from my demons
until I could go no further.
Then I sought them out,
confronted them each in turn,
and named them the cowards they were.
I ran from my demons
until I could go no further.
Then I sought them out,
confronted them each in turn,
and named them the cowards they were.
A (wise) man of two faces 
An daring confrontation with empowering tone and voice. Well done.
Thank you 🙂
Love your poem. So, true!
Thanks 🙂
You’re welcome. Have a great day or night.