It’s like this demon can access my brain,
The happiness went and the demon came,
He whispers little thoughts into my head,
My memories like a book to be read,
He makes me see him and her ******* in bed,
Tells me how without her I’d rather be dead,
So quickly I bite my arm to focus on the pain,
And I tell myself I’m not insane,
As I try to remember my own name,
But I just slip back into my depressed reality,
And I take a deep breath of normality,
As I Fake a smile for formality,
And laugh like the voice isn’t still screaming,
Telling me my life has no meaning,
Looking at the this **** world with no ******* feeling,
Looking at this pathetic excuse of a life and just try to keep dreaming.