All my demons tying me down,
I cry, beg you for help, but you just frown.
All that darkness inside my head eating me alive,
the anxiety and hurtful thoughts in overdrive.
I try to reach you, ask for your hand,
but every time you turn away like I command.
YOU ARE READING
My dark poetry
PoesiaPoems that I wrote. A lot of sad shit, that comes deep down from my depression.
