Fading

Staring at my mirror,
It's then that I see
A person staring back,
But I know it isn't me.

My personality is fading;
No one can see
That my life is casading
Into a world of misery.

Waking up, I find
That I am slowly losing my mind.
These nightmares haunt me so,
My life an all-time low.

My jacket doesn't work;
It's supposed to keep me warm.
My demons, now they lurk,
Taking my true form.

I cry out into the night,
Cry out in fright.
No one wants to save me
As I am slowly fading.