In a broken fantasy, my inner voices roam
Whispers and screams constantly in my ear
I find no solution, find no way out
The voices are upon me, causing pain
Every mirror I look into
Shows a great dreadful demon
Sitting on my back, glued in place
A watercolor of terror
I often scrutinize myself
Often I come out as the winner
But sometimes I lose
And dark things happen around me
The demon presses its sharp claws
Into my tender skin until blood seeps out
Pulling me in different directions
And I try to resist
I no longer see any way out
My life is in shambles like a broken mirror
And I can't bear the anxiety anymore
I just want to taste freedom
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Echoes of Emotions
Poetry"Echoes of Emotions" is a poignant collection of poems delving into the depths of human experience. From love to longing, this anthology captures the myriad shades of life, inviting readers on a journey of self-discovery and introspection. Let these...
