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You Cannot Win
They're doing it again to you
You know it's not the first
You've fought them off so valiently
But now it's so much worse.
They slither up inside of you
And read your darkest thoughts
Your weaknesses reveal themselves
The answers that they sought.
They use these to get to you and
You know from the first
Exactly what your weakness is
Exactly how you're cursed.
They're touching you and tempting you
You try to fight it off
But so long as you're wanting it
You're never strong enough.
The year goes on so normally
For everyone you know
But deep inside your body, well
You reap just what you sow.
You hate this girl for all she's done
Wish she was never here
But just another part of you
She'll never die, you fear.
She's not the one that you should blame
Addictions are the worst
Taking care in starving her
Makes her the one they nurse.
You stare outside the window and
Pray to the one true God
But seeing as that doesn't help
All you can do is sob.
So you're trapped back inside your room
Just you, yourself, and them.
The memories of fighting back
Prevent committing sin.
But fighting back just doesn't work
Since they clearly return.
The tears dripping from off your face
You wish this house was burned.
You feel so helpless in your own
There's nothing you can do.
You silently get off your bed
And slowly out your room.
If someone else were home by chance
Then maybe you'd survive
But being here alone you think
"I'll never feel alive."
You grab a knife that's resting there
Right by the kitchen sink
The demons rest their eyes on you
You'll fight them back, you think.
You take the knife and firmly grasp
The handle, aiming close.
You will not lose the fight again
The circumstance, morose.
The knife you plunge deep within
Your knees fall to the floor
You've made a grave mistake, you gasp
Your strength is gone, no more.
They take this chance with pleasure and
They flood into your mind
You cannot find them anymore
Why would you? They're so kind.
Why exactly had you fought them? Well
You weren't entirely sure.
You may have regret them then but
Now you regret you can't have more.
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