Dec 2017
It's a drug I cannot quit,
A power I must obtain,
Its something I must take,
And never something I will give,
It consumes me,
It devours.
I cannot breath,
It will not let me free.
Do I fight or let it be?
Please, I promise it's not me.
Control,
I'm breaking,
Or maybe I'm just broken,
Is this why it chose me?
Because I'm so very weak?
A power I must obtain,
Its something I must take,
And never something I will give,
It consumes me,
It devours.
I cannot breath,
It will not let me free.
Do I fight or let it be?
Please, I promise it's not me.
Control,
I'm breaking,
Or maybe I'm just broken,
Is this why it chose me?
Because I'm so very weak?
I am constantly fighting an internal battle. I'm disliked by many, and others don't really know me. I hate myself for all that I am and sometimes, I really think I'm better off dead.
