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My own worst enemy

My own worst enemy

these thoughts inside my head aren't going anywhere until they know I'm dead should I end it like they said ? If people heard my thoughts they would have me on some crazy meds

as I walk around these voices speak to me but I don't make a sound I just listen quietly they say that I look down and they want to set me free from all this misery 

he says to take it slow and go with the flow so I fallow the voice that shows me where to go

they lead me to a liquor store we grab some beer and after four we split a quart they just feed me more and more 

next he finds me some pills we start to crush them up and sniff them till our body spills we can never have enough

now i feel real good I've never felt better and if I could I would feel this way forever 

I am my own worst enemy when I'm sober I just can't wait till the end of me sometimes I think this must be my destiny I am my own bad influence hence when I'm alone all of this bullshit and nonsense 

Now that we're done our drinks we're going for a walk he tells me that he thinks it's time to have a talk 

he says I have a plan you can't say no to it you are the only man who can accomplish this 

he tells me it is now time to let our Demond's out he says your soul is now mine he starts to scream and shout 

I try to tell him no I push him away I yell it's time to go but he doesn't listen to what I say 

he grabs me by the hair and says that he can't loose he drags me up some stairs and starts to tie a noose 

he tells me this is the end and passes me some paper and a pen to write goodbye to my family and my friends 

he puts it on and pulls it really tight I try to fight but it's to late he's already out of sight 

he just disappeared like he was a ghost now I shed some tears for those I love the most 

as I hang and die these voices fade away I tell the world goodbye the bad thoughts feel okay 

I am my own worst enemy when I'm sober I just can't wait till the end of me sometimes I think this must be my destine I am my own bad influence hence when I'm alone all of this bullshit and nonsense 

now when I'm by myself these thoughts just seem to eat me it's everyday insanity and now my biggest fear is finding my own worst enemy hanging in the mirror.

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Syd

Great poem Brandon. I can relate - Syd

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