It's in me deep swimming in my blood 
So thick, I could mistake it for a flood 
It gets to me, only when I'm stressed 
When I'm at my last stand, 
When I feel like it's nothing left, 
Sometimes I try to fight it off, 
But I can't stop the rush, 
If it showed on the outside, 
It would look like a blush, 
It almost put me in jail, 
It almost made me insane, 
It never fails, 
It always wins at its game, 
Some people gave it a name, 
In some books it's considered a spirit, 
But I feel like it only wants me, 
I'm the only one who can hear it, 
Leave me alone, get from in me 
We were happy without you, 
You show me no sympathy, 
You only do what you want 
You never asked me what I think, 
One day you'll dry up, 
and this evil spirit will sink...
(To be Continued)