It lives, it breathes; the bitterness inside of me. Taunting my psyche leaving only hatred and putridity. Eating away at my very being only to reveal The true meaning of my everlasting insanity. Clenching his jaws; The devil offers his service to add to my every flaw. Making my sickness one that cannot be so easily ignored. Day by day, I feel this way. Without any hope I know I can't be saved. Drowned sorrows by the bottle, So many wasted hours have been borrowed. Distant memories becoming so hollow. Maybe they'll come tomorrow? Beat me, break me, it's nothing on the agony within me. The struggle for stability seems to have become such a fickle dream. The bond with my loved ones was crushed long ago. It seems this internal oppression is the reason I'm alone. Fixated on living this way to prove my independence, Rather than seeking help to reveal my true weakness. I'll return to the dark where the devil Resides, a place where I know I cannot hide. Is this what it means to be alive? Can anyone see, the atrophy of my ever-declining sanity? "Just leave him be", nobody really ever had the time for me. A troubled child birthed from tragedy