The Ongoing Struggle

I’ve had it, it never stops,

They just never rest,

I beg you call the cops,

I think it’s for the best.

All these thoughts,

They just never go,

My mind tied up in knots,

I just feel so low.

I really don’t want to cause hurt,

But my demons tell me to kill,

Which is why I’m an introvert,

As I hope I never will.

I’m forever fighting this urge,

But my demons they want to purge.