If you're looking for the real me
She was arrested by my anxiety
Drowned by my Depression
Plagued by my Pain
Imprisoned by my Insecurities
Swallowed by my Sorrow
Fractured by my Fear
And gave way to my Grief
She couldn't find the light
She couldn't fight anymore, so she left me
Leaving an empty shell of herself behind
A shell of lost hopes and forgotten dreams
I know I need to go and live,
But it's hard when you feel half alive
Broken and beaten by your own inner demons
I'm trying to find a way out of the chaos
And for a reason to fight
But I cry at night
Because I'm trying
Trying to find my own light
YOU ARE READING
The Hidden Darkness
PoesíaI honestly don't know what to put here.. I decided to write a book, and so I wrote these poems. I know that they aren't very good, but at least I tried.. right?? 😅😅😅
