Madness from Memories

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Why do i have to hear this madness? Why can't i forget? Why is everyday like the others, where i spend forgetting who i truly am and how i feel? My own personal demons that my broken mind has created slowly breaks me more. They surround me causing me to be cold from their presence. Tired from them sucking energy out of me, emotionless from them whispering nasty things around me. They won't leave me alone, they won't disappear. They keep me broken and wasted away from the life that could be happy. I can't shake this feeling that i have from them and their brutal words and venomous voices.

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