I'm not sane and I should die, but some wretched thing keeps me alive.
It claws the back of my head and my chest.
It shakes my body and quivers in my hands.
It's the only thing that lives behind my vacant skull.
It sustains me while my soul slowly unravels.

As I climbed the steps of greatness, fear hid in my heart.
So long out of touch, I did not find it there.
My legs grew weak and weary.
And I became aware,
that every stair ascended let me closer to my fall.
Clutching my heart, I found only the fear and emptiness hidden there.
Re-awakened, they seeped into my blood.

When I'm nearly done, and I've bled enough
And I'm ready to make it end, to kill the demon that I am,
Some new door opens to another realm of destruction.
I fall faithfully, until I can't rise to fall again.
If I run out of doors, what will happen then?
By ending his life I will do good.
By ending mine, I will have given up for the last time.

Hello I'm Ace, and I don't really know a lot about poetry but I think this poem is really good, it grabbed my attention and kept it there so keep up the good work.

I really liked this part of you poem:

"As I climbed the steps of greatness, fear hid in my heart.
So long out of touch, I did not find it there.
My legs grew weak and weary.
And I became aware,
that every stair ascended let me closer to my fall.
Clutching my heart, I found only the fear and emptiness hidden there.
Re-awakened, they seeped into my blood."

I agrre with Conner i mean i like reading things that are dark lol. i just can't put those books down.

oh really good poem btw
keep it up :D

it's really good! kudos! :D