The fire in those eyes brings me to sudden silence,
The darkness beckons deeply; threatens to turn violent.
Life inside that mind must be eternal pain,
every word spoken as if it is in vain.
It's hidden from the world; just waiting and waiting.
No one know it's there; growing and hating.
Believing life's planned out by karma or fate,
but ignoring the truth, that it's not too late.
I feel the fire in my veins; pushing and rushing.
Its hands clasp around my heart; holding and crushing.
My life is not my own, but should not be a chore;
I try to struggle free: it tightens more and more.
My mind is flowing, but slowly dying,
Dad is screaming, mom is crying.
What have I done? I'm not myself;
Life's gone hazy and dim: I've completely lost my health.
The beeping of the machines rang clear;
I overdosed, the end so near;
Thank you "best friend" for that calming addiction;
that turned my life into this great affliction.