It all comes to an end

Wake up every day suffocated from reality and no self-worth, I wonder if this next battle is worth more than yesterdays. I ask my inner demons to help me for an ounce of freedom, but here we are, becoming friends. Maybe one day it will all come to an end, but I won't give up this fight. Here I am with the 4 walls and the roof, all 6 of us alone but in a place of our own. Thinking of death accrues too often, but I never will because one day it will all come to an end. I've found meaning in life and I live for others a moment of happiness, buts color to my black and white life here I am it all came to an end.