Drowning In Darkness

If I were to decide to let go,
to vanish forever....
What kind of legacy would I leave?
A few drawings and stories?
A lot of sad poetry and broken dreams?
Or would my passing leave something less.... artistic?
I wonder if I even make a difference.
I wonder if I just leech the light out of people,
and destroy everything I touch.
I try so hard to curb my Darkness,
to avoid listening to the voices,
and keep my emotions in check.
Somehow I feel it's not enough.
That I am not enough.
How am I supposed to fight something like that?
With a heart, mind and body that cry for my blood and death?
Why can't I win?
I can never justify my existence.
It was a mistake anyways...