The fear sets in,
The walls are closing in again.
No one knows what to do,
And I'm too afraid to tell them what I need to.
It's one of many,
An attack at the beginning.
I don't have them that often,
But when I do they just get harder.
The fear sets in,
And I try not to black out again.
Deep breaths in and out,
I try not to listen to the voices that shout.
They say awful things,
About how I'll die today.
The walls will close in tight,
And I'll never leave tonight.
I hear his voice at last,
And it helps me move from this path.
I now know I won't die tonight,
As he guides me away from the light.
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Dark Poetry
PoetryThis is a book full of poetry I wrote myself, so I ask that no one steals it. As you can tell by the cover and the name it is dark so don't complain that I didn't warn you. Although I still write poetry and will update it, most of the poems are olde...
