I have realized I have this sickness you see
In the dark corners of my mind it tortures me
It didn't seem a problem at first
But then it grew to have an almighty thirst
I would keep it locked away beneath a smile
Trying to find peace for only a little while
But it never goes away
I can never keep it at bay
It whispers my insecurity like whips
The fear never leaving my quivering lips
It would seem I'm tied to this you see
I am constantly told what I cannot be
There is no cure I'm afraid
Help has come too late
It's a party of me like I am of it
The fuse has long ago been lit
Together the screaming will die with me
Then I would be at peace, finally
But until that day I'm surrounded
To the disease I'm bounded
You're not enough to break me it whispered again
While it disguised itself as my friend
My head, my thoughts, it was me all along
Telling me all the things I've done wrong
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Poetry#673 in poetry its the lines project... so I thought I'd do a little poem.. Which turned into a series thanks to @KittyHazelnut They may be bad but they keep me from the edge. If can suffer through about half of them you might get to something tha...
