Lonely soul I’ve become

Socialist I’ve turn into,

Thinking it will feed this monster I have 

Little did I know

Feeding my monster was making things worse

As it grows, more uncontrollable than I thought

Luring demons you could think of 

Wait that wasn’t enough, 

Escaping suicide thought wasn’t good at all

Looking at pills, rope, knife etc.

“Wouldn’t it be best you end this misery your in?” it said.

As I wanted support 

Guess which support I got 

Funny enough, only support I got came from inside

That little voice kept going on and on

“Come on finish this, it’s not worth it,” it ordered.

“Should I, but I’m scared”, replied the weak me

“yes silly do it…”