Scary Thoughts

The depression has set in again

I no longer know what I'm doing

Is there a purpose for my life

Something to which I may devote myself

I can see nothing

Looking back I see the ashes

Ashes from the terrible fires in my past

The fires have been smothered

Yet the littlest evil shall set them ablaze

Am I a bad person

How else to explain my actions of past

Well maybe just self destructive

Destroying relationships

Alienating myself from those around

I feel so alone

Can I find some sort of pardon

To cleanse myself of my wicked past

It is haunting me so now

Slowly devouring my insides

I'm scared I am losing myself

I need to get back my grip now

Now before its too late

And I do something rather rash

I shouldn't say that

But its how I feel right now

Harshness

Suicide should never be an alternative

I hope it won't be the one

The final one

Someone needs to help me

Before its too late

But who?