Corruption Of The Mind Poem by Michael Stripp

You ask me how I am and I reply great
But the twisted part is I'm not
As My Chemical Romance put it, “ I’m not okay” but lie as a cover up
I'm crying inside slowly dying from this pain that is hidden
It eats me alive and drains what little energy I have
It comes and goes unexpectedly as does my moods
It’s like I’ve been living a lie my whole life
Too scared to open up and let others in my demented world
Not fair to ruin someone else’s mind and life
I’d rather suffer with this pain then let people enter my encrypted world
My mind is racing, thinking about the past, thinking pessimistically
No confidence, no self esteem embodies me nor does the light of hope
It's like a black hole, slowly sucking me into a world that I can never turn back
It gets worse day by day, week by week, month by month
I don’t know how much more i can take both mentally and physically
I feel like I'm just a walking zombie having no thoughts or feelings of my own
Controlled by this satin like demon who determines my faith
No one can save me but me myself, have to dig deep
Find that inner strength that little bit of sunshine that lies
Hidden, buried inside my blackened soul
Only time can tell the future and how it will go
Take the pain, take the suffering one day it will get better
You can fight through this you’ve done it before
You’re not a failure and loser that no one want
There something inside that makes people attract to you
Use that smile use that personality that hasn’t been corrupted
Live life to the fullest and try not to let that demon get to you
There are better things in store for you then suicide...