Why do I feed the devils inside me?
No matter how hard I try, they blind me.
Starving for grief and horrors behold
Thirsting for more darkness inside my soul.Found within me a cry pleads on;
Strangled and broken, the noises fade out.
The arms of shadows reaching from my chest;
Like branches choosing only now to start sprouting.A throbbing sense no one else sees
Seems bigger the harder I try to hide it in me.
Shelter from sight of the mindful eye;
Though no one seems to notice; still, I try.Fear chews and slobbers onto my shoulders;
Gnawing away at the already painful burden.
Why does no one see this demon on me?
Are they blind or do they choose to ignore it?
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Whisper loud [Original Poetry]
PoetryA place for some original poetry for when I am procrastinating. ~ UPDATED EVERY TWO WEEKS. (Ish) Some short poetry that will make you fell sad or happy or confused or simply, get you thinking. I keep it all short because who likes poetry that las...