Jonas, Jonas
Go away
I don't have strength
To let you stay
Everywhere
You follow me
But only I'm
The one to see
Biting, biting
I feel true pain
These little monsters
I can't contain
I can feel
I'm under attack
By those you possess
Behind my back
Poison, poison
Everywhere
I'll never let you
Get me there
Sometimes you
Try to take my control
I don't want to harm
But you bring me to this hole
Panic, panic
What's their plan?
They possibly won't kill me
But I know they can
YOU ARE READING
Blue Armbands
PoetryBlue Armbands is a collection of poems themed around the struggles of a mentally ill person.
