Bless you bro 

You never stood a chance. 

The devil got you from the started 

If I could be honest just for a min 

Am struggling since your gone 

My own demons are prey on me again 

They have a new form

No longer are they in the shape of powered or pills

No longer a hot liquid in a jar

They come at me no in anextiy, attack me with panic

Overwhelm me with thoughts

Am not winning no wars

I ain't got a bro in the fox hole no more

Am all alone, am treffeiled

Everything alright but I feel like jumping

You know what I mean I ain't winning

I still hear your voice saying don't do it to your self

You can win don't beat yourself up

I know am blessed not I ain't winning