Pale fingers of doubt
Point out every failure to me.
The angry demons shout,
And they won't let me be.
Deathly soft whispers talk in my ear,
And Depression smiles at me,
Laughing at every little tear.
Dear Depression,
Who do you think you are?
You're causing condemnation
And producing cuts that scar.
I tried to beat you last night,
But you were stronger than me.
I thought I could win that fight,
But you proved I'll never be free.
Winding trails of wispy thoughts
Blow their way into my head,
Tying my emotions into knots,
And making me wish I was dead.
Anxiety starts messing with my mind,
And I wish it would just leave my head
Instead of robbing my life blind.
Dear Anxiety,
Why are you even here?
You make me question all my piety,
And you leave me choking on all my fear.
I tried to be strong against you the other day,
But you still pushed me hard to the ground.
I thought I could finally have my way,
But it seems to you I'm forever bound.
Yes, Depression and Anxiety
Are bullies that won't leave me alone.
They make me want to forget about sobriety,
And I wish that my heart would just turn to stone.
That way I wouldn't have to feel the pain,
And maybe I wouldn't feel so completely alone.
Yes, I definitely feel the pain, but where is the gain?
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Unveiled: You Don't Know Me
PoetryThis is my poem book of anger and other things that I don't normally share with others. This is not a side I usually show, but I need to get it out somehow, so I'm sharing it through poetry. ***WARNING: These writings contain strong language and ma...
