Why is it this must attack me again?!
Why must I have this fight going on within?
I try to grasp for the strength I aquired over time,
And try using the tools to keep me from commiting the crime.
I rip inside myself, dig for any sign of light.
But my eyes cloud over, and I lose my sight.
Hope depleats; I cant rely on my stubborness anymore.
I collapse, my head in my lap, as I hit the floor.
I cant keep living like this...
I dont want to lose the progreso I have gained,
but I also cannot continúe living with this pain.
could it really mean that I should just give up?
I dont know anymore...
Unfortunately this must now come to a close,
im out of ideas and now have tears dripping off my nose.
this poem has reacher its end.
Goodbye I say to all my friends.