You never think that one day
You will wake up with a sickness
That will never truly go away.
The dark shadows will always follow.
They will hold you,
Nurture you to know them.
So when people come around again,
You will have trouble accepting them.
It is not them,
It is you.
You and the darkness.
After the dark has consumed you,
The sadness knocks on your door.
The loneliness will forever keep you company,
So now, you will never be alone.
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Take Me Home (Original Poems)
PoetryThese are the words that fill my head. Original poems.
