I've done it. for the countless time.

I have done it again.
Yes, for the number of times i lost count of it, perhaps even as many times as the number of stars that appear on a starry night.

The countless times i breath, and stop thinking straight.
I have fallen too deep inside, I need to climb out.

This tainted being of my actual self seemly being taken over by another entity.

What have i become?
Why am I being such a devouring demon?
Am I being forsaken?
Or have I forsaken myself?
I m standing on the tip of the knife,

Edge of the cliff,
A step away from what seems to be the end of it.
No one can save me,
Only I can save myself.

And if I ever fail,
Just know that I failed,
But the time that I have given to you, will always be a success no one else have or can ever give, to me.