There's a demon in my head, I tell it the truth, And listen to the lies it's said. It says, that I can just drown in smoke. It tells me, it'll help pull the words from my throat.
Now I'm drowning, I've been left in this place. I'm choking, Sorrows leave me in this state.
I'd rather not see you in mourning, So I say I'll get help in the morning, But I know i won't.
I listen to my demons, They numb my throat when I scream. I listen to my demons, They make sure I don't dream. When I fall asleep sober, All I see are nightmares, And I wish it could over.
I'm struggling, trying to catch my breath. Fill my lungs with smoke, but the burdens aren't lifted yet. I still see the world, but it's all in grey, Won't someone take me away.
This was kinda meant to be a song. I ended up just writing what i wanted to, there's not much order in this poem but I didn't feel it needed that anyway