I'm sorry I cannot save you,
From your dreary state of mind,
For I am still struggling,
With my mental creatures that aren't kind,
Pulling me in each direction,
Tearing me apart,
The creatures that I have control of,
Are the cause of my breaking heart,
They kick my sides,
Bruise my lungs,
But not with actions,
With words that spat me with their tongues,
This creature I speak of,
Sounds quite horrific,
But sadly this creature is myself,
Myself in my mind to be more specific.
