It

It wins, I lose,
it's creeping in,
this cold dark feeling,
deep within.

The hate I feel,
grows stronger yet,
it's very real,
and I regret.

All the things
that I have said,
it's melody sings
inside my head.

It takes my heart,
my soul and mind,
it splits me apart,
time after time.

Who knows what it is,
you can never tell,
but be on you gaurd,
listen for its yell.