There is this sadness
It welcomes me early in the morning
Almost like the sun that shines in from the little crack in the window
There's no escaping it
Not when it's made it's home in there
I try and I try
To fight it
Screaming inside
But it only digs deeper
I'm scared
It's starting to take over
I don't know
What voices are my own
Or simply the sadness
What are mine ?
What are theirs?
Is all I'm made up only
Sadness ?
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Fighting for survival
PoetryPoems about fighting Fighting heartbreak, Fighting against the pain of Losing a best friend Fighting against the monster known as Mental health Fighting against yourself the cruel world But mostly fighting for survival
