I sit here crying, screaming, punching the ground. I let this demon take over me, I sit here alone wonderin' whats the
point of life, have I really lost the battle? I grab my head to stop these haunting thoughts, but it doesn't help they
just won't stop, they just won't stop my seemingly endless torture. Have I gone insane? I grab the closest thing to me
, my notebook I write in it pleading, hoping, praying that my pain will stop. " WHY WON"T IT STOP!!!!!!" I yell
throwing the notebook. "just make it stop" I whisper curling my knees to my chest. "please" I cry out, watching my
vision blur and change into this black abyss, nothing but darkness. " please don't do it."  I hear a familiar voice
call out. Sending these haunting memories of my friends death  all I see is me opening the door and my friend being
hung in front of my eyes, and all I can say is" thats easy for you to say , you are pathetic you killed yourself" the
demon says taking over me, obviously my words got to my dear friend as I watch my dear friend cry, and disappear, as my
vision comes back.
"NO!!!!!!" I yell
 "I didn't mean it please come back."
"good ridins." your demon says scornfully,  
I finally givin up. My battle is forever lost between myself, I can not win, I can only hope and pray for the others
like me. 
" Do not abandon hope, for hope is what gives us life." I whisper as I look at my own pool of blood, regretting my
decsion.