Devil's Got a Hold of Me
Since I turned 14 the devils had a hold of me
He gave depression control of me
He introduced bipolar to be involved with me
And asked anxiety to roll with me
I've fought the demons but they enjoyed the abuse
I'm dealing with so much, so I avoid the news
Because it makes me sad knowing kids are dying and I can't make a difference
Depression leaves me barely able to leave bed, I can't escape the system
I got spoken to by a baphomet
Said he was impressed that I survived being dragged through hell and he wants me to be an advocate
Wanted me to lie to people and make him seem like a good person
Told him I couldn't do it
Offered to give him my soul and told him he could torture and abuse it
If he won't make anyone else go through it
But he said that's not good enough he wants to cause a lot more hurting
I've just got to sit by and watch it happen
He laughed because he can do what he wants and blame innocent people for his actions
I'd rather save others even if it means I'm in danger
But I find it hard to trust friends and I feel more comfortable with strangers
I have my wall up so people can't get close
I'm tired of repeatedly trying to fix what is broke
The world is against me but I don't care
I battle suicidal thoughts daily and even tried, so why would I fear?
Depression has had me In its grasp since I was 14 and won't let go of me
I can't be saved because depression has a hold of me
Copyright © Alex Duffy | Year Posted 2017
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