Thoughts...

 
These thoughts
Have held me in their arms
For so many years
I have lost count
It’s never been a pretty sight

Dark deranged hallucinations
Come to fight for my soul
 They say it’s a state of mind
Or is it a fault since birth
That’s haunted me

The suicidal rage has battered me
Once or twice
Took away what common sense there was
The red mist to destroy myself
Sometimes more powerful

Seen my reflection
The mirror image
Has never been kind
Taunting me
Like a school bully