From The Brink Poem by Nathan Schneider

As I hit the walls in my life I get slowed down more and more
It’s a warzone in my head and I’m losing
It’s been weeks since I’ve won or had the feeling of being in control
I’m on my last urge to fight it off for any longer
My minds been torn up with shrapnel and its bout to flat line
I’m past the brink and about to go into exile
But to my side I’m pulled out just in time before its to late
I couldn’t tell who it was at the time
But I found out later and I have been loyal ever since.