Empty thoughts racing,
In my room left pacing,
Screaming out "I'm spacing."

BP low I felt it drop,
Heart rate sits 130 top,
Head spinning, will it stop?

With each rising I start to fall,
Who am I left to call,
I've hurt everyone, you all.

Words I said to make a point,
You would think I smoked a joint,
Or was the one God did anoint.

A demon grin upon my face,
All my sins only you can erase.
Yet my heart still you trace,
Welcome to my final embrace.