Now what would u do
Knowing that there's two of you
An alter ego rather than a personality
talking to you as proof
Changing my views, draining my energy thinking he low key
haunting me
Is accurate
As I plead
For survival
As his vile creation
Strikes no hesitation
Retelling of reality
From tear shed to bleeding
Like a dream he keeps coming
Man I quit with him
Just because he think he's right
He has to torture me like a caged victim in the mind we share
It's unfair
I just don't wanna deal with him
But he's stuck to me like glue
His black silhouette with glowing yellow eyes tailing like a shadow
Whispering how I died
The claws on his hands tell no lie
He's not out just to satisfy
He's out for blood trying to take my mind
I'm not that kind
I held it down
For some time
I tried
He was on his grind
Messing with the castle I built
All by himself
Stacking this as another failure on the shelf
I'm not even the one with the murderous intent ,
I can't kill
He's opposite
He's a blood hound
The head wolf in the pack
Vicious while he attacks
Your probably asking who and why?
I was haunted by
Seven with an I
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A COLLECTION OF MY FEELINGS
PoesíaMy own poetry which I use to express myself. I sometimes feel like I'm not supposed to be on planet Earth and all my life I have to cope with these different choices and scenarios that do more harm than help. It is up to me to push through it, but I...
