Filled with joy until I’m hit with depression,

It smacks me back and forth like I am its obsession.

He comes into my room spending late nights,

Gun is locked and loaded and I’m in his sights.

When I’m with my friends I can’t stop pretending,

And all alone I can’t stop offending

Myself, like I have no choice.

Beat myself up and he just enjoys,

When I frown, He’s up and down

He’s In my walls, he’s in the ground.

I fear he’s taking over my life.

Everything I do is not right

But still I fight

I just want to see the light.

I try to escape but he comes my way

When he’s in my room I am afraid

But still I pray

I just want to see the light.