despair- a book of poetry

Vision

Some days all I see is darkness 

It clouds my vision 

I cannot see the light through the dark tunnel in front of me 

I am surrounded by demons

They laugh as I struggle through this dark maze 

They scratch at my skin and leave marks only I can see 

They leave me broken 

Until I can no longer feel it 

I am numb 

I am ready to die 

- 9 pm thoughts