My thoughts are scattered

I hate the way my mind works,
There’s a demon inside and it knows just where it hurts.

It cuts me deeper than any knife,
It breaks me harder than anything I face in this life.

All the thoughts in my head,
Fills me up with so much dread.

Dreading waking up to another day,
Drowning in this invisible ocean of thoughts and pain.

I’m screaming internally,
Crying externally.

I’m so desperate for relief,
An escape from this even if it’s brief.

I just need to know what it feels like to be free,
Free from this invisible demon that tortures me.

You don’t believe me but it’s not my fault,
The scars I created are attempts to stop the assault.

Everyday i prepare myself as if I’m going into battle,
Every negative thought clouding my brain has sliced my heart and left it fragile.