The secret leaked out
I feel relief
I feel anxious
My secret was kept out of fear, and it was told out of fear
My monster speaks with poison
I feel fear
I feel unheard
My monster never listens, my monster doesn't understand
My mania is overthrowing my mind
I feel exempt
I feel devastated
My mania can't comprehend, my mania doesn't see the damage
Why do you haunt me?
My monster
My mania
Myself
YOU ARE READING
My Tragedies
PoetryThis is a collection of poems when I've been my most depressed and low. Trigger warning. If you relate to any of these, please reach out. It's never too late.
