The voices scream so loud.
I can't hear anything but them.
I just want them to stop.
My mind use to be full of creativity ideas.
Now it's full of horrible thoughts.
Can it just stop?
My nights were filled with sleep and peaceful dreams.
Now my nights are filled with monsters and nightmares.
Why can't it stop?
I use to feel joy and happiness.
Now I feel emptiness and sadness.
I want it to stop.
I use to be strong and fought it.
Now I'm weak and I can't fight anymore.
Please make it stop.
Before It's too late to stop.
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Dark Poetry
Poetryjust some poems I wrote when I'm feeling low or in a dark place, my poems help me cope with my depression and other mental problems it also helps me from going all the way down in my dark times. these poems are dark, depressing and some have suici...