Demons All Around Poem by vivian pena

I know the loss is extreme but I'm asking you to leave... Stop talking to me, I don't want to do these kind of thing's.
I don't want to runaway. I don't to say goodbye. Most of all
I don't want to see my family cry.
Get out of my life I've asked! but the demon's say they wont!
I sit in the dark and feel even more confussed. There telling me
kill myself. I don't know what to do.
Should I listen to the voicesin my head? should I get a gun and pull the trigger so the next day I'll be dead?
I'm scared and cold, I can feel my body shutting down
I open my eye's and realize there's Demon's all around!

*I'm gone*