Before my demons I kneel
A crown for all I feel
Their presence chokes me
Like thorns around my beliefs
Where does one find meaning
In the vast tears streaming
Down one's cheeks
Through my inner creeks
I talk about a void
Where all I've ever enjoyed
Fails to fill the well
Of haunting stories and tales
To carry such weight
To walk forth straight
Is undoubtedly exhausting
Pressing against my breathing
I lack air in my lungs
I can barely sing the songs I've sung
Through broken bones
I stand alone
In the forest to be found
Away from my childhood town
Befriending my demons
Questioning my reasons
Where does one find meaning
When no one hears you screaming
YOU ARE READING
Lonely souls
PoetryPoems written about the sufferance of having to live with mental health issues.
