blackjack johnson

The curtains are pulled low.
The lights are dim, no spark of life comes in.
"Get up, get out, you cant stay here forever."
"Stay down, youre worthless, if you lay here it's better"
"Get out of my head, both of you leave me be"
"I'm my own person, I need not either of ye"
"How dare you, I'm your guiding light, I'm the reason you get out of bed most days,"
"I love your hatred and your anger keep it coming, to me its better than getting laid,"
"LEAVE ME ALONE, BOTH OF YOU. I NEED YOU NOT BE GONE!"
I run as fast as my feet will take me, unknown beyond.

I reach dark corridors that seem to go on forever.
I stared straight ahead until this point, for I thought it was safe.
But to my dismay, behind me were my wraths so clever.
In tandem they said, "come here, my boy, you cant escape,"
I pick my feet up, this time moving with greater haste.
I turn left, I turn right. I can't get away
Need to catch my breath, I can't run forever.
In the distance my wraths are shadowy figures
But as they approach they are no clear as day.
I'm wheezing.
They're laughing.
I'm collapsing.
Now I'm captive.

I awaken in my bed, no signs of my fiends.
I notice a letter on the end table addressed to me.
It reads, "You can beat this, youre strong, dont give in...
When it is dark, you seem to get lost my friend..
But find your light, find your heart,"
I think to myself, "I'm so lost, where do I even start,"
I continue the letter to see the rest wrote in dark red ink
" I'll be with you no matter where you are, I'm closer than you think...
You can't get away from depression and malice
For ever you'll dwell in this dark palace..
When you think I'm going, I'm just around the corner..
The world is as dark, and you are its quiet mourner.."

I read to the bottom, I see the name at the end.
It's from my one and only, my best of friends.
It's signed love always, yourself.
I am destitute.
I am lonely.
I am torn.
If I keep this up, I won't last much longer.