Demons

I think I'm ready to die now,

Something about it feels right,

I don't think that I much care how,

But I'm ready for it tonight.

I've tried being okay,

and I've had some success,

But the memories replay,

And my head is a painful mess.

We all have a light that blinks,

My light has been out a while,

I tried to numb it with drinks,

It burns my throat up like bile.

At once point I was fixed,

And everything seemed so good,

Then it all got so mixed,

Now the air burns me up like wood.

Drugs seemed like a grace,

Hell was I wrong there,

Not much left to save face,

I hurt everyone that care.

They say people come and go,

But I've lost so many now,

I don't think they'll be back though,

Deaths too permanent some how.

Life carries on going,

But I've decided to stay still,

I know I'm ready to die now,

And I would die on this hill.