Again
I swore I'd never do it again.
I swore I wouldn't let the dark win again.
But I did.
it's not a battle that I fight against it -
It's a war.
It whispers temptation into my dreams
It craves to see me cave
It burns to see me never learn
And because of it
I always do it again.
I pray, and I pray fervently
that it might not overcome me
But it wins every time
then the guilt comes
eating away at my conscience
bit by little bit
nearly driving me to insanity
then I break
I let something slip
and you always see it
I can never hide it
Poker face - what poker face?
Then the tears come
the damage is done
and I'm forced to see the pain on your face...
...again...
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Love, Thought, and Emotion Poems - a collection of all my poetry on Wattpad
PoetryMost of these are love poems, and those are the ones I put first. Then, I have my poems on random thoughts, then stuff on depression and other things like that.