Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25691417-20151202140548

So, here's my attempt, I'm not sure if it's suitable for this wiki or not but it's pretty dark

There are multiples of me hidden deep inside

They are my shadows, trailing me behind

No matter where I go, what I do, what I say

They linger, waiting to take over my day

They whisper in my ears and prod at my brain

They’re slowly, so slowly, driving me insane

I’m losing myself, it’s sad but it’s true

They always borrow me, it’s just what they do

I never asked for them to interfere with my existence

Never asked for their thoughts and persistence

Their greed and their envy, their pride and their hate

Their smarts and their lies and this shameful state

I don’t know who I am, do I even exist?

At this point it wouldn’t even be a twist

My loved ones have shunned me, I’m too big of a mess

My list for living growing less and less

Maybe if I pull the trigger, let the bullet fly

It’s the only way to silence them, they must die 