It's been a long time since I've had a breakdown
My emotional state going straight to the ground
I blame the thoughts keeping me up at night
I wonder if I'm ever going to be alright
My demons are always around
During the dark hours they surround
Like a whistle over my head
They run filling me with dread
I thought I was cured from that state
But all of a sudden I began to shake
I tried to keep it hidden
But now, I'm breaking from within
I'm not fine at all
It's taking its toll
How do I keep it out?
Stop heading south
If only the irrational thoughts haunting me
The monsters you can't really see
Would just let me be
I just wanna be happy
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PERSONAL POETRY
PoetryPersonal poems. Just some deep thoughts I've had over the years that I decided to compile.