Pain(Not Myself) Poem by Cory The Alchemist

My head, it hurts, each day it's getting worse.
No one, can help, it's like i have a curse.
Anger, infects, every thought in my head.
I feel, it won't, stop until I am dead.
Won't you, come stop, this bleeding in my brain.
You are, the one, to end this wretched pain.
But no, you just, sit back and laugh at me.
I'm glad, my pain, can fill your heart with glee.
Just wait, in time, your laughing will be ceased.
By the, creature, inside I call my beast.