Future

Its time I got this off my chest,
and put this demon to rest,

its time I let myself be free,
and was unburdened from this pest.

The darkness is trying to swallow me
and it may be winning.

I can’t keep from everyone that I am sinning.

It hides inside me and talks to me all day,
this voice of pure hatred, this inner hell.

I try and answer back to it, and fight with all my strength,
but its losing all its power and I need some extra help.

So off I go to hospital, to see what I can find,
I hope it is a different me, which will emerge from deep inside.

Dawn Chapman, written today at18:40