Myself

(This poem is pretty long but I'll talk about whats it about so don't get confused. Basically this poem I wrote it as a form of a song. A while back I've had depression, anxiety, and suicidal thoughts. Most of the time I've passed my days not eating starving myself. Anyway enough with the story maybe I'll make a story about myself. But basically this poem is about me and the voices that are trapped in my head on purpose and every day the voices will speak to me. I have a conversation with them and I've always started crying. They never leave me alone, and I wanna run away from my problems. We have a chat with each other. Oh and the writing is very confusing in my opinion but just remember it's a fight between me and myself. Enjoy :) Ps: Thank you all for the reads, shelves, and comments)

Here's a little story

I'm just a fool you know

it’s not my fault

But why am I so stubborn

Wait no detail

Why am I still here

The voices

they told me

Depression

Suicide

Anxiety

They're in me

I can't stop

I can't

Ain't no one care just do it

Hey I said there's story

Let me finish

You know what kill yourself

Ain't no one care

Let me say it please go away I told you

No never PULL THE TRIGGER

I had it all but no one care

Why my life so hard

I don’t know

I bet you'll smile

I'LL WAKE UP IN HELL GETTING TORMENTED DAY AND NIGHT

ALL YOUR FAULT

Wait no you can't blame me for that you did

But

No but’s you foul

I told him

I told him I wanted to die

He said everything but then gave up on me

Who wouldn’t?

OH you foul just shut up

He started telling go ahead kill yourself

He texted me forever

I tried everything I could

I really?

Why didn’t you tell him go to hell?

I mean that's where your suppose to be

You know what no one asked you for your opinion

If i go to hell

You’re coming too

Oh hell no

It's your fault

I'm staying here

Let the devil laugh at you

Its the devils game

You lost on his turf

You made fun of people

You made people suffer

I know I regret it

Let me guess you regret everything

YES I DO

Well to bad

WHAT'S THE POINT OF THIS STORY

There is no point

You have no purpose

Just die

Ain't no one care

Let's start digging my grave

I agree

I will

I'll do it

It's the only way

Yes yes

I don't have a purpose I wasn't meant to live

Yes

I'm just a mistake

But

nO

I can’t

YES YOU CAN PULL IT

No no

My family

My friends

Who cares they didn’t

I won’t

You know what I give up

The devil has no part in your life

Im done

I finished

Thanks a lot

I don’t give up

This my turf

This my game

You ain't winning

Im winning

No

Yes

Now goodbye myself

Goodbye goodbye

Whos laughing now

Go away

Until next time

Wait no there won't be a next time because I'm better

I'll be a better person

My story has ended and a new chapter has begun

I'm sorry everyone

I'm sorry to whoever I hurt

I'm sorry for all the pain

I'm sorry

Sorry

I'm very very very sorry

I hope you can forgive me

Chapter 2: Fighting myself

I told her to go away it worked

But now I have a wound...i lost