Poetry for the Lonely

These Demons

I wish I could see,

The sky above the sea.

Because all these demons,

Are drowning me.

I'm trying to break free,

I'm trying to find the real me.

I'm lost inside the past,

Oh, I knew it wouldn't last.

Because after all,

I am just an outcast.

Everyone always leaves me so fast.

Maybe it's because I'm stuck,

Inside my horrible past.

I can't stop thinking about it,

Always throwing crazy, awful fits.

When I really shouldn't even give a shit.

Oh, I'm just done with it

I need to know,

Who am I, when they go?

What am I like, when they're around?

All these demons,

That are holding me down

All their eyes,

They're looking down on me,

Can't you see?

They stare, and they talk

And they talk and talk

But can you see,

I'm not that bad.

I'm just me.

I can't really change,

So, I take the blame.

I know, it may be lame

But right now, it's my game.

So look at me now

What have I become?

I've hit my all-time-low

And now I'm done.

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