I can't breathe.
There's no air.
There's no light.
There are no souls.
I'm left alone with nothing.
Nothing but my thoughts and my demons.
They follow me in the shadows.
They never leave me alone.
"I'm paranoid."
"It's all in my head."
But is it?
My thoughts consume me...
Every single inch of my flesh.
They tear me apart spec by spec.
"You're not good enough."
"You'll never be enough."
"You're nothing"
My fears take over every second of the day, but they hide.
Once the moon comes out, they take over.
The shadows follow me.
My fears take over.
They devour me.
I let them eat me alive because it's the only way I can survive.
Just like I have nothing, I am nothing.
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Remedies of a Broken Soul
PoetryStep into my world. These are my thoughts. You can now see life from my point of view. Try not to get too lost. It can be a bit scary inside. Welcome to the inside of my mind... ________________________________________ A book of random thoughts and...
