Poetry

I've fought so long to not be alone,
But tonight my armers down and my minds blown,
Dreaming of shadows and monsters and mice,
Tossing love out the window like I did advice,
Everything's spinning and screaming at me,
The demons are winning and there's no hero I see,
I'll never be enough whispers a wandering thought,
I'll never be enough I just want this to stop,
The envy and false hope weighs on a heart,
Believe me I know I'm falling apart,
If I had one thing I'd hold it tight,
But God doesn't make deals with souls he has to fight,
So here I am at almost five,
Here I stand alone but alive.