It's a poison that seeps into the soul,
A black hole that swallows you whole,
It takes over, it takes its toll,
Leaving you empty, with no control.
It's a demon that feeds on your fears,
It magnifies pain, it drowns out cheers,
It brings you down, it sheds no tears,
An unholy presence that never disappears.
It's a force that can't be ignored,
A relentless enemy, a constant sword,
It cuts deep, it leaves you scarred,
An unholy battle, with no reward.
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Cold Nights ||Poems||
PoetrySometimes I just need a way to express how I feel when I can't put it into words, I'm sure we all feel that way whether you're a teen or young adult. Mental health deserves to be heard, you deserve to be heard.
