There is a demon
His name is Suicide
I've let him in
I feed him
I care for him
In return, he lets me feel
Just a little
Only sometimes
I keep him happy
He keeps me dead
I stay confused
Unable to cast him out
Because every time I try
I fail to fill his empty space with light
So he returns
Stronger, meaner
To abuse and torment
While I forget what light is