Matthew Grund Poet I do not know?

My Inner Demons

They tell me to run,
They tell me to hide,
And at sometimes, they want me to commit suicide.
 
I live in agony,
I live in grief, everyone stares, and still
Nobody understands me.
 
I see the darkest face,
Blood starts to run,
It never slows, but it continues its pace.
 
I stare into dark and lumid eyes,
The pain is unbearable.
I try to help, I try to fight; but
Sometimes the truth isn't as strong as lies.
 
Everything goes dark, Then appears a luminous light.
The light pulls, the darkness pulls harder,
I whisper to myself, "Please let this be the end of my life!"
 
Then I hear your voice, I leave this cell,
You say you're sorry,
But I say, "Thank you; thank you for putting me through hell..."

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