Once Again

 Darkness don’t you step too close
 What must I do to finally stop you?
 What type of torture do you dare to impose?
 What must I vanquish to finally end you?

 You have me wrapped in your tightening grip
 Like a puppet on a string you control me
 One little nudge and my strength fails
 One little challenge and that’s the end of me 

 Fortune telling that never materialize
 Seems to be your motto that I now realize

 Waves of emotions erode my sanity away
 Waves of failures destroy my confidence again

 Never ending, never true, never gonna win
 Never wrong, never right, victory seems too thin
 Never see, always write, never fit in
 Never handsome, always ugly, can you relate to me then?
 Closed doors, dark room, is where I live
 Anti-social, self conscious is all I could give
 Panic attacks seem to take hold
 Depression oozes in
 Like mold it spreads trying to take control
 If not prepared to take the brunt force
 Then surely you can already fold
 Unstable fragile world, unstable delicate soul
 And the unstable life I try to uphold 

Published by Beipher

I have been writing poetry since a teenager but did not have the courage to really show it off. It wasn't until I had some tools as I battled depression and mental illness. They are still a part of me, which you will see for yourself. My writing is dark and raw.

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