At night, it attacks
Slowly creeping
Lurking in the shadows
Waiting to tear me apart
It waits for the sun to go down
For the distractions to disappear
For my heart to slow
And for my brain to quiet
And when its dark
And I'm all alone
Thats when it decides
To stalk me again
Loneliness, despair
Anger, and anxiety
Worries and doubts
All claw at my mind.
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Darkest Days
PoetryThis is just a series of poems I've wrote. Some are rhyming, some are free-expression, and etc. Hope you enjoy.
