(3rd person POV)
(This is Jack.)
He stood on the bridge
In silence and fear
For the demons of darkness
Had driven him here
They cut his heart
Right out of his chest
Making him believe
That the demons knew best
They were always there
Sometimes just out of sight
Waiting in the background
Till the time was right
These demons were destructive
Knocking down the life he knew
Hating everything about him
He hated herself too
These demons can't be seen
But they're far from fairy tales
They live inside your mind
Their evilness prevails
So on the bridge he stood
About to end the fight
Then he stopped and thought
I'll fight them one more night
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(Jack's POV)
Anger. Pain.
It's getting harder to hide
All the feelings I've built up inside.
It's hard to explain
Without being considered insane,
So I've kept to myself
Until I realized I need help.
Even the weekends seem to be a chore.
Putting a smile on my face as I walk out the door.
Wanting to run away,
But where can I go?
Around people or not, I still feel alone.
I cry all the time now.
I used to think I was strong.
Now it's a struggle just to hold on.
To make it through the day
Without an odd look my way
Or someone asking me if I'm okay.
But maybe it will do me good
To let someone help if they could.
Just one hug is all I need.
Just one person that cares is all I plead.
And then I might get through another day
Of waiting for my anger and pain to fade away.