I wonder if you'll be,
satisfied if I die...?
So take this now,
As my last goodbye.
The demons in my mind 
are telling me to quit,
and maybe they're right.
I should just give into it.
This particular battle I know
I have already lost,
I'll never be the same again 
at absolute no cost...
Writing pretty poetry,
never eased the pain,
death sounds warm,
when life is just a game.
Breathing and sighing,
accusing and denying.
I dont even know,
just why am I alive?
I wish I had the courage,
to end it all,
I wish I had the courage,
to take the fall.
But wishes never come true,
so I'm still here,
putting up a weak fight,
which I know I cant bear.
Life is chaos, life is fear,
life is pain, life's unfair.
Why do I even breath, I dont know,
my thoughts aren't my friends,
they are my foes.