Her time was up awhile ago.
She told herself that everything
Get's better for everyone else's
Sake and crying herself to sleep was
The only way to go. The poor girl
Found a bottle of cold medicine in
The medicine cabinet.
The label read: take as directed.
The only thing she saw was a way
Out. To her dismay she lived.

There's a monster in my head
And a demon in my soul
They're tearing me apart
With every second they take their toll

They tear at my skin
They send tears down my cheeks


At first we were fighting
I thought they only lied
But it is okay now
We are on the same side

The demons they want me dead
But they promised not to tell
Anyway of dying
Is better than living in this hell

I thought the demons killed me
But really I killed myself
I let the demons in
That was worse than anything else

Never let your demons in
Don't let your monsters rule your head
For if you ever do
You will surely end up dead

Am human who has fallen
This world is too big
my thoughts vanquished

Am too small
always deluded with it's little things
am chained as an admirer
forced to hang myself with it's excitements
and  enchanted into slavery

My heart 'spoke' it's truth
silently,but my actions remain dreadful
the deaf calls to my ancestors
bore no fruit.
Maybe I don't have a guardian angel.

I seek engagement in it's small
pleasures
and i  pay with my sanity
Still choking on the weight of my
existence
I woke up and swore never again
but am just a lung full of smoke gasping for more air