Night like this I'm sitting at the table writing again
Slowly drinking but not yet drunk
This the only time I'm not fun to be around
The only time I'm not laughing or smiling while alcohol in my system
All I write are thing that a little dark or depressing
I've even wrote one were I compare myself to the moon
I was introduce to so much in a young age
I have some happy moments but not enough to counteract the negativity
Writing is the best way we all can express ourself
It's the least dangerous way I can alleviate myself
Hopefully for the ones they call broken writing can help fix themself

Today is a good day today it's bright.
My demons aren't whispering in my ears.
Nor are they placing their hand on my shoulder.
They're not even reflecting back at me in the mirror.
Not a single episode.
I think I've finally regain control.
No voices, no lies, no laughter, no possession
They all are unrelenting and have a lot to say, so after awhile I fall for their prevarication
Nothing is pulling or compelling me to feel down
As I enjoy this day and not consume in melancholy
And balance myself with joy
I'll leave the door unlock and wait for their arrival
Cause everything is temporary

I have a friend she’s long and Slim.
She loves to wrap herself only around my neck.

I have another friend who's cold to the touch.
He like to get in your head when you're weak and alone.

This one friend who have other friends, to many to count.
All they want to do is party until you are blue.
They'll put you to rest before they are gone.

My other friend she's transparent and childish.
She like play this game with the doors lock and windows rolled up then she wait until you close your eyes.


My other guy he have these intension.
He'll rob you of your oxygen and make you panic. The whole process is way over you head

My last friend is very tall and stands so high
He'll carry you on his shoulders then drop you to the ground.
Before you make contact you will regret ever doing it

Everyone is infected their is no doubt.
If you are human you have no immunity against it.
It always the same virus but always a different process.
The host's heart is attack first.
After that works it's way to the brain.
Then the rest of the body just fall victim.
The virus symptoms cloud you thought and impair your decision.
Once you acknowledge these signs let everyone know, it is contagious.
It also fill you with ecstasy or anger.
In the end it just going to hurt.
The virus can cause death but only to those who are to deep.
Or to those who feel like living is not worth it anymore.
If you are human you have no immunity against it.
The only cure is a close heart.

I don't want to keep you against you're will.
At the same time I want to keep you a little longer.
You're not obligated to spend another second with me.
Another second without aggression, show me that you care.
You are not the only one who can help but be the one who stay with me.
I hate when I have to try my best to persuade someone.
I hate after I've tried, it's all in vain and I fall into the dark
I tend to do some unnecessary thing when  I'm alone.
Every minute you linger will compel my dark thoughts away.
Your company will keep me from making contact with the surrounding walls.
Your presence will negate the curse but only for tonight.
This is something you may never know but you might save a life at this moment.