Help

Help me now, my life is doomed
For out of my soul a demon bloomed.
I tried to stop it with all my might
but I just fell over and started to blight.
I've done too much, I've gone to far
and my soul has been hurt, and left a scar.
I see your afraid, with every right to be
and I don't forgive myself, I have no glee.
I stand here alone and start to cry
as this demon comes out I fall to the floor
and soon I die.