They come at night.
The anger
The fears
The anxiety
The self loathing
The suicidal thought
The sadness
The loneliness
All summoned by the darkness
Into my mind
Attacking me forcefully, mercilessly.
Deeper into my subconscious
Freezing the bottom icebergs in my mind.
Strengthen the foundation of darkness below there.
Not even the brightest group of stars can lighten me up.
Even when the sunlight hits the moon surface cannot help melting those humongous iceberg on my mind.
YOU ARE READING
When It's Dark
PoetryInside the head of a person with Borderline Personality Disorder.
