Numbness took its hold
Anxiety choked me
Depression held me hostage
Happiness bid me goodbye
Leaving me in sleepless nights
Red is more beautiful than skin
Eyes dried and sore
Torn apart is easier than put together

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Silent Screams
PoetryPoems I wrote myself. All of them are original. (Can be triggering.)
Poem 43
Numbness took its hold
Anxiety choked me
Depression held me hostage
Happiness bid me goodbye
Leaving me in sleepless nights
Red is more beautiful than skin
Eyes dried and sore
Torn apart is easier than put together