We are afraid of the darkness consuming us like a black hole,
Just as an ancient vampire drains the soul and irritates all bones.
Surrounds us like a fluffy cloud,
The abyss in eternal bout, exhibiting
Phantoms hidden in the somber robes of the night,
The routine we're trying to fight.
Streams of sadness embedded in veins,
Loneliness wrapping the mind with gray chains.
The nightmare paralyzes every muscle,
Senility dries our hands in a bustle.
Although the gloom terrifies us,
Sometimes we get lost during the day
To find ourselves in the dark.
Nevertheless, that monsters
Are people resembling sharks.
Running away from ghosts,
We hide in the arms of those,
Who hurt us the most.
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depressed teen's note
Poesíaeach chapter is a piece of my mind. my goal was to show that nowadays people no longer maintain such close relationships with each other and are more prone to depression or other mental disorders. although this phenomenon is increasing in young peop...
