My mind stops working,
my heart starts to break,
the demons are lurking
and they make my head ache.my memories travel,
my thoughts float,
my secrets unravel,
by the words I wrote.They grin ear to ear
when they hear my thoughts.
They can feel my fear,
as they find out my weakest spots.I want to wake up
and think it was a dream...
but they again show up
and I start to scream.
YOU ARE READING
Falling down
PoesiaAnd when you keep falling down,darling you realize it's not worth it anymore ...