Alone in my room hearing voices all around
Echoes from the past that have me curled in the ground
Scratches on the wall and prints from bloody fist
Wanting to obliterate my entire being into a mist
The more I try to run from them, the more they follow
The more I try to hide from them, the more they flow
Can't stand these echoes anymore their making me go insane
I just want to be at ease instead of having so much rage
I've tried everything I could to find my inner peace
I'm slowly giving up because these echoes keep on haunting me
All I feel now is the emptiness in my soul
That I want to escape so I can feel whole
Searching for salvation, I need to find relief
Leave this lifetime is the only way I could be
Eternal sleep is the only way everything will erase
Where I'll finally be at ease and never hear those echoes again
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Behind the smile
PoetryMy pen is my release It's an orgasm to my soul -A collection of poetry and articles about my personal experience with depression.
