This slow poison, attacking me for ages,
Makes me forget all that once was mine.
In pain, I pray to let my sufferings go,
for the person I am turns into a problem!
Am I real?
It's been years, feel like a lifetime though!
I can't find answers to anything.
Am I just a shadow of an invisible woman.
I can't see my reflection!
I desperately crave for my past.
Now that I've turned into a disease,
eating my brain, gradually making me numb!
Feeding my soul, blood and tears.
All I can do is dream!
To dream of a virtual world of comfort!
YOU ARE READING
True Love
PoetryThis poem is about depression that tries hard to ruin your 20s. Don't give up girls. You are not alone in this journey. Someone is always there for you to lift you up. Just look around. Fight harder and let it burn girl. Rise above its ashes.
