About Me

This isn't a poem this is me wanting help. I'm going to tell you guys things that I need you to try and help me with.

I see things
I hear things that talk to me and just noises
This voice in my head tells me to do things I fight not to do cause I know it's wrong.
I constantly think of murder and suicide and ways to do it and who to.
I'm sad all the time.
I Lose my temper out of no where and hit stuff with my fists and head.
I have nobody around cause I can't make friends and my parents never come around anymore.
I lost the love of my life Ivree because of this stuff I feel it growing and getting worse.
The doctors can't help I done tried so now calling out to you guys.
Please help me understand what's going on, what I'm becoming