My Poetry Soul

Who is making the Choices

Born with devils and Angel's,
Both taking over,
No control over my body,
Not taking my own choices,
Never do they leave me alone,

But now there gone,
No one watching over me,
All alone in this world,
Making my own choices,
Taking my own risk,

Now the devil has taken over,
Now making my skin turn red,
Scars ended all over my body,
Popping all the pills,
Wanted to end my life.