I am

Breathe me in,
     inhale me,
          fill your lungs with my presence.
I am pain.
I am anguish.
I am suffering.
I am grief.
I am misery.
I am agony.
I am everything that you hate
     about this world,
          and about yourself.
_{And I will ever so slowly kill you;}
     Filling your lungs with my toxic smoke.
     Or drowning you in your own tears.
     Or pushing you to cut too deep the next time.
     Or luring your to the cliff, the noose, the pill bottle.
_{You cannot escape me forever.}
     Even those who have never known me will.
          Eventually they will be striken down by me.
Some, on the other hand,
     know me well.
          They are plagued by my presence.
               They hate me.
               They despise me.
               They loath me.
               They detest me.
               They abhor me.
               They are me.
Don't you realize?
     You pathetic fools?
You are your own pain.
You are everything you cry about at night.
You are everything you cut over.
You are every fucking feeling you drown in drugs and alcohol.
_{I am nothing without you,
          just as you are nothing without me.}
You can't outrun me.
You can't hide
     or try to avoid me.
          Because I am just another despicable fact of life.
               I am pain.
               I am anguish.
               I am suffering.
               I am grief.
               I am misery.
               I am agony.
I am life