Fighting Myself

I'm fine, I'm okay,
Don't mind me, I'm happy
I say this as a hand holds a knife above my chest
I'm a regular "fine" mess

The face is in the shadows,
the identity unknown
But the hatred pouring out
Is so easily shown

I struggle with this person, trying to save my life
I fight this horrid beast
For what seems like all night

I tire,but cannot quit
My life is sworn to lose
No one gets what I am up against
until they walk in my shoes

This knife is inching closer
to my broken heart
and then, it suddenly ends
No faster than the start

I lie on the ground gasping for breath
But I know my final fate
There's nothing left to do now,
But lay here in my blood, and wait

The shadow comes closer,
I struggle to see
The figure bends down to my face
And to my horror, it is me.

I fought myself to the death
And ultimately lost
And now I lay here dead at last
My sanity paying the cost

Yes, I will answer,
I am okay, just fine
I fight myself every night
And this time, I couldn't stay alive