Cold and broken,
my heart is frozen,
drinking liquor and writing poems to warm me up,
but it's a temporary fix that only sticks for about a month.
It's a task just to breathe,
I can't focus on anything around me,
the pain it runs deep,
It's forever lodged in my memory.

He haunts me,
he sits on my shoulder and haunts me,
every day i live in fear,
waiting for him to get me.
I try to fight him but i keep falling,
I feel vulnerable,
available to sin,
he's got a hold of me and is pulling me further in.
I feel his darkness shadow over me,
his ***** claws as sharp as a knife scratch my skin.
His breathe makes me shiver,
it's as cold as the winter wind.

He's here,
and he's come to get me,
he can sense the fear from within me,
as he whispers in my ear.
"Time to go, it's time for you to disappear."
" No body loves you, no body cares."

I try to ignore him,
but he won't go away.
He's always there,
haunting me everyday,
the whispers are always the same,
his words are repeated over and over again,
I try to run,
but there is no escape.
" You can't run now, it's too late...."