Where the villain is obvious from the start 

I assumed life would be the same

 

As it turns out

My enemy did not come in 

To some awesome background music

Because my enemy 

Is me

 

Wrapped in my own mind

Romanticised as depression or anxiety

I am the thing my nightmares want to be 

 

It is so scary 

Sharing a bed with the villain 

Knowing that at any moment

You could go to the bathroom next door

And simply end it

 

I have learned math by counting pills

Estimating how many it would take

Before my heart gave out

 

I learned English drafting letters

Practicing for when I would have to write my suicide note

 

It is so scary

Not telling anyone 

That everyday I plan 

Just how I could kill my villain 

 

My nightmares always end the same 

 

With me looking in a mirror