How do you actually make a promise to someone that you won't do something you want so badly?

They say they love me,

They say they'll be there for me,

They say that my pain will just pass to them in the end.

But after I promise, where do they all go?

They've left again.

No one is there to hold me now

My demons would hold me while I slept.

But who wants demons, until they're gone and they leave the stench of their previous presence?

I want nothing more than the stench to fade.

Do I really want comfort from my demons?

Right now, I do.

More than anything.

More than life itself.