Staring at the wall,
Thinking of the world I am in,
"Kill yourself!"
"You deserve pain you selfish whore!"
My demons are yelling at me,
I try to look away,
I try not to listen,
I say no over and over,
I don't want the demons to win,
As much as I do want to die,
I can't,
I don't have the strength to go though with it,
And plus,
I am a warrior,
I grew weak yes,
But I need to pick myself up,
No one else is here anymore,
No one is here to wiping away my tears,
To tell me it's going to be okay,
I need to find my strength,
But here I am staring,
At the nothingness,
Listing to the demons,

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The Struggles in Life
PoetryMy book is full of my thoughts. There is some positive in here you just have to find it. But this book is my thought, my feelings, my rants