I thought I could run away from my demons
Went on a long journey and now I'm back home,
But those monster still won't leave me alone
The journey only made them grow stronger
We're only friends when I'm not sober
And the happy pills are not some magic potions
Instead of killing the demons, it merely increases my hunger
I'm not human anymore
I'm turning into an eating monster
Food is my coping mechanism
Where else can I get my dopamine from?
I just wish to keep these evil whispers down
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On Sorrow | Poetry collection
PoetryI meet a lot of sea monsters when I dive deep into the base of my mind Each of them whispers or sings an incomprehensible song I can't understand them I have drowned for so long Because they keep pulling me down So I write this poem to calm the stor...
