The fallen

Life has been a very crazy cool, happy sad, painful, but joyful ride. Up's and down's, with plenty of side to sides. I've laughed, I've cried, and always made it through to the other side. I've always tried to live the best I could, and do all the things that I should. But no one knows me better than me, and deep down inside remains a demon you see. He comes when I'm weak, yet he carries no sound. He attacks me with severity when no one's around. He laughs and mocks me and all my mistakes. He reminds me constantly of how life will never be great. He tells me that she will never love me that's true, but to kill him means the end of me too. Tonight I feel we will battle again, maybe this time I will finally let him win. I know as I sit here tired and beat. My confidence in me lay still at my feet. My strength is gone and so is my will. As he pulls the trigger, I can only stand still. I'm just too tired, too tired to beg. My life isn't worth it, I have too many regrets. Convictions weigh heavy on this broken heart, if I could only find forgiveness, but where would I start. For what I have done, it's not worth forgiving, so I'll let the demon take me from the living. May the next place I go be filled with gold, and the demon can't follow and seek my soul. I'll finally be away from pain you see, and to the one I love, you shall be free...