I'm alone again
With the darknessHe seems to be
My only friendHe waits for me
Each night
Trying to get
Inside my headMost nights he wins
And the black clouds
Begin to fill
My soulThe fog
So thick that
I lose all of
My controlI hear a faint voice
Telling me it's
All okayBut the other
Things I hear
Are much louderThey say that
I'm worthless
They ask why
I tryThey tell me
I'm weak
As I begin
To cryThey ask why
I'm still here
In this world
Full of hateThey tell me to
Leave, escape
this mortal stateSome nights
I want to
Listen to their
Shrieking adviceOther nights
I want to end them
To be free
of their graspBut they've been
Here so long
They are
A part of me nowAnd the only way
To get them
To leave is
To leave as wellSo, this is goodbye
I'm leaving this placeNot sure where
I'll end upBut I know
That how I feel
Now, lying on the floorIs worse than
Any hell
On the other side
Of the door

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