Alone in a crowded room,
I take two steps forward and,
three steps back.
Surrounded by people, but I'm all alone,
trapped inside my head, this body is
nothing but a shell, you see.
My fire has abandoned me,
the devil on my shoulder is all
that's left, you see.
Trapped inside my head,
It's all that comforts me. Dark it might be, but it's my friend, you see?
Now look into my eyes,
there is nothing left,
don't you see?
YOU ARE READING
Chapters of Me
PoetryStruggling with depression, these poems are my late night thoughts and my internal cries. They are all the chapters of me.
