He pins me to the ground, and whispers into my ear. “Why are you still around? Nobody really wants you here.”
I yell no, try to fight him off, beg and plead. There is no point, he’s staying, I can’t help but take heed.
This dark entity, this monster who lives in my head. This bully who won’t give up until I am dead.
Will I ever take control of this fight, and break free? Or will this force wear me down and destroy what is me?