Depressions in my mind. Thoughts of depression and bullying leaving indents leading myself to carve away at the society of relationships leaving me to bask and tenderize in fear and loneliness. My confidence and sanity had been burnt leading me to cannibalize thoughts of love and happiness making me believe that they no longer exist, all being eaten by you. While the rest of humanity evolves, you stay behind. Watching it grow around you. Letting yourself to be built into its minds. Poisoning them like arsenic, leading others to proceed to cut themselves off from society just to join you. Having conversations about anxiety and fears, where at the end of it all, you reach into your ribs, deep like an abyss, and pull out.... a noose. And with blackened hearts, they take it from you, and let it pull themselves into darkness... never to be seen again, just to get away from you.... you are... a plague. A sickness that cannot be cured by any of the contents found in a first aid kit. Only able to be meditated away with the help of others who have more care and determination than most others. There are certain cases however.... where that is... impossible.... and you... sadly... continue to thrive and flourish with hooks... pulling others down to your cabin, inviting them in...
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Eater
PoetryThis is another poem I wrote myself. I wrote it from the standpoint of me from a couple months/a year ago, so I'm better now. Hope you guys like it.
