𝑈𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑀𝑦𝐵𝑒𝑑
A monster hides, where I can't see.
Telling me lies, while I want to sleep.
Many nights I spent with cries, in my head it crawled to deep.
Gives me thoughts, I'd never release.
Thinking over everything lots, as if the monster spread them with ease.
When it's day, it stays away.
But when it's night, it wants to fight.
I dared to have seen, what monster it's been.
Nobody under my bed, only me and the thoughts in my head.
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𝑃𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑃𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦
PoetryThese are poems about falling apart, written at a time I'm falling apart myself. Due to many mental illnesses, I've been diagnosed with, I still wasn't able to live my life and I actually wish to not live at all. I decided on wanting to express thes...
