Retrospective, you realize what made you fell into the abyss was actually insignificant.
But the seed had been planted,
And there is no assurance you will be able to uproot it.
An endless darkness, always trying to pull you under.
The good news is; you're not alone
You aren't alone in the sense that,
You aren't the only one free falling.
But you'll likely be alone, because nobody wants to hear your sob story.
No one wants shadow.
It is hard to fight an enemy who has outposts in one's head. You do have a chance at having upper hand; by acknowledging it.
It isn't something you can snap out of,
It isn't something you can just get over,
Denying it will only make it grow more.
YOU ARE READING
Silent Thoughts.
PoetryHow does it feels to be happy inside? Doesn't seem to remember. How does it feel to be in love? Doesn't seem to remember.
