Why do I feel so alone
Why is my home not home
Why is my life a deep dark cave
Still more to go
Until I fade
Why do I mean well,
but someone gets hurt
Why am I scared, of the demon inside
After all, aren't we made
of the same hide?
It's consuming me with endless guilt and fear
Scared to death,
Panicked
He fills me with fear
No place to go
I thought he disappeared
No, he couldn't let go
I thought he was gone
But then he came back
Was it really him,
Or my mind telling me that
The face is his.
So is his voice.
Those stares of passion,
His steady gaze.
Polite, but breaking inside
Can you run from these demons?
Or must you hide?
Trying to hide from the demons,
gone mad
Can't make eye contact
Cannot speak
Let me run away,
Stop playing hide and seek
I've got a fear, of being this weak
Here I am, I wrote it all down
Keep looking behind me
Incase he's beside me
He might just find me-
I'm weak inside,
If he finds me
I might just die.
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Wishing On The Stars
PoetryJust some poetry from a lost soul. Welcome to my world Love and despair Hope that's lost As you travel through my book You'll get a glimpse inside my heart- Hey. These are a collection of poems I uploaded in 2019, when I was 14 going through a...
