Like an animal inside you,
trying to get free.
So painful,
the demons killing me.

Like someone's strangling you
from the inside.
Lungs in agony
in a dreadful line.

It's hard to swallow,
it's hard to breathe.
Thinking of the problems
within me.

"I am a mistake,
so why should I be?
All I do is hurt
those who are closest to me."

These are the thoughts
within my brain
as I try to clear them,
but doing so in vain.

I am trying to swallow
the feeling of disdain.
But I am choking,
melting away.

Soon enough,
the demons run and flee,
leaving me with thoughts
that will never leave me be.

It's like a battle,
right in my lungs,
right in my mind.
I become so blind,
that it's hard to be me.