There's a killer on the loose--
A thief of children's dreams.
It's forced its way into my home,
Ripping it apart at the seams.
This fiend is not a team player,
And makes life less than ideal.
Every time an idea blossoms,
I'm crushed by it's cruel heel.
Any attempt at eviction
Ends in a horrific mess.
The demon pushes me to the ground,
And convinces me I'm hopeless.
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In Darknesss
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry I have written on darker subjects such as suicide, death, self harm, etc. If this may be triggering to you, proceed with caution. Some of these were written in my stay at a mental institution where I was allowed a comp...
