The demons are coming back
Faster than I can keep track.
And now my old ways have returned
After I thought they had burned.
Why can't they just go away
All the way to the bay?
Away from me and my mind
Which was tainted over time.
Tainted with thoughts of dying
And nonstop, constant crying.
But now that the demons came back
The thoughts have been put back on my track.
-LovelyLittleReaper
I feel that these are becoming worse and worse.
My creative gears need to start turning again.
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Feelings Kept Inside
PoetryThese are feelings that I always feel and deal with, but never say (Thoughts, poems, music lyrics, and quotes that describe how I feel)
