hes creeping up again ,my worst enemy, striving to win every time.
he doesn't want to give up, neither do i.
he knows iv grown stronger, while he has grown weaker. i might just be able to win.
i try my hardest but as i keep fighting i get weaker.
he gets stronger off my weakness, his evil feeds off of it.
he takes my soul, he rips out my essence, i stand there stunned, maybe i can still win.
i try and fail, he took over me, took over my life.
i hate him, he is my worst enemy. depression.
