The Demon

The darkness inside,
It's consuming me.
All the hate, pain, anger.

I try to fight it,
But this demon won't let go.
Pulling me farther from the light.

Now with the scars on my arm,
The holes in the wall,
And the blade in my hand,
I know I'm no longer myself.

The blade runs down my chest,
Causing small cuts,
For more demons to enter.

The demon has full control now,
Pushing the blade down harder.

The light is slowly coming into vision,
So close, yet so far.

But I know,
The demon
Will drag me down with him.