It
It catches up at night
No one is around
It crawls out of the darkness
Drowning me with pain
It makes everything feel heavy
Like my heart weights more than myself
It will become my second skin
Making me question my identity
It wont leave until i hurt it
Until i hurt myself
It makes me feel like the loneliest person alive
Like no one would care if i die
It makes my life unlivable
The only thing that helps now is taking pills
It will be my cause of death
I feel it reaching out for me
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Words
PoetryMostly words. Just some poems i wanted to share. Thoughts turned into something art related :).
