Insecurities, a constant plague.
Eating away at my soul, like a cage,
Trapping me in a never-ending cycle,
Leaving me feeling hopeless and brittle,
I try to run, to hide from the pain.
But it always catches up, like a raging rain.
Drenching me in self-doubt and fear,
Leaving me feeling lost and unclear,
I try to fight, to push them aside.
But they always come back, a relentless tide.
Dragging me down, deeper into the darkness.
Leaving me with no way to harness,
And so I give in, to the endless despair.
I let the insecurities consume me, beyond repair.
Sink into the darkness, never to be seen.
A victim of my own self-esteem,
In the end, the insecurities win.
Leaving me alone, lost within a world of darkness and despair,
Forever trapped, beyond repair.
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Compression, A List Of Poems.
Poésiewritten using other people's perspectives. I wanted to be in their shoes. So I'll compress my overflowing feelings and write them letter by letter.
