My darkest Mind

everytime I try to sleep I can't like in a dream; no matter what happens I'm not a mere sheep; they say I'm. useless like there is no tomorrow; but then they aspect me to barrow; they say that I'm crazy like I'm inside my head; but little do they know about the demons dead; they say they'll be there for me even in my lows; but little do they know I already let go; little do they know I used to love; God isn't waiting for me above; They say that I wouldn't know; But suicidal thoughts plague my like it flows; Has anyone else been killed million or is it just me; At least the voices never tell me I'll never truly be; They say that I'm just feel like I should die; But then again I'll never truly fly;