she is a dreamless wanderer lonely
a shadow of the person she once was
years ago, when she was truly happy
she was taken by depressions black gloves
the demons in her head are whispering
the torment her mind with terrors and death
they long for her red blood to be spilling
they kiss her mind and steal away her breath
this girl is stuck in a game of death now
she tries to escape but her efforts lost
will she ever get out? she shouts aloud
her brutal escape will come with a cost
the only way to be free is to die
this is what her demons fill her head with
she believes them and she believes the lie
she will not wake, she will fall into abyss
little girl believes them with heart and soul
this little girl was so badly misled
the ones in her head are digging a hole
so deep...this little girl will end up dead
(E. B)
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Deadly Games
PoëziePoems about depression, failed relationships, and other mental illnesses.