Life

Physically, I'm dying.

Mentally, I'm Broken

Spiritually, I'm Sedated.

Emotionally, I'm lost

Logic, I've clung to 

Death, I've accepted

Will, I've neglected

Creativity, I've abandoned

Skill, I've dulled

Patience, I've lost

Faith, I've misplaced

Fear, I've lived

Pain, I've seen

Darkness, I'm consumed by.

and yet here I am. My past behind me, My friends beside me and my future ahead of me. I'm a demon. I accept that. I know I don't deserve these people. I've hurt so many. No one should love me, but they're still here. I'm still here.  Why? Why would you stay with me? why do you tell me I'm someone important? Why aren't you screaming and hitting and piercing? What have i done to make you think I'm worth anything?  Please, don't misunderstand. no one is more grateful than I. but you're much greater than Me. You deserve royalty, not scum. I guess I'll never understand. What odd creatures humans are...