When my demons try to drown me I try to not give in. But my thoughts are painful My life isn't as bad as it feels. But my demons make it feel like a hell. My demons they tell my everything will be alright just give in. You're already a fuck up. So why not give in go under and come with us? They'er curel. And I can't escape. They'er inside my head. They sound just like me. That's the most painful part. That's a part of one of my poems. This book is a bunch of my poems about life about love and about the fight against society the fight against the voices... You're a prisoner to you're mind so make as beautiful and creative as you can.