I'm feeling down because I lost someone
And somehow my mind is also blaming me
Bringing up more and more feelings of blue
Reining in dark and heavy clouds of grey
Turning my heart's bright day into night
Soon I fear I might relapse
But I'll do my best to avoid mishaps
Yet somehow my best is not good enough
And I feel myself beginning to fall
Down, down, down, down
Past the efforts of my recovery,
Deep into the rabbit hole,
Away from the comfort of what I know,
Back to the cages and chains of old,
Rebuilding those walls I had once destroyed,
Making myself a fortress of solitude once more.
Which gets me thinking,
If I had destroyed those walls, I should have broken the foundations thereof also.
But I didn't. Thus being able to rebuild them.
My friends are able to put a smile on my face,
But that is all that it is:
A smile on my face. Nothing more, and no less.
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The Darkness Within: Vol. 2
PoetryA second installment, a continuation of its brutally and abruptly discontinued predecessor. It's a very personal poetry book, as most of those who have read some poetry from the original would know. Long story short, I write to vent, and this is wh...
