i felt like killing myself,
had the devil himself screaming in my ear,
telling me to do it,
telling me to grab the knife,
telling me to put it to neck,
telling me to record it,
telling me to send it to my girl,
to see if she would join me,
but noooo! ,
i didn't put it through my neck,
i put it through my fucking head,
to stop the screech of the devil,
so now im fucking dead,
because of the devil,

so that is how the devil endded my life

Harley Morriss

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/depression-57/