Trigger: caption says it !!!
I feel the doubts creep up at me
Gnawing at my heart,
I ponder of the one solution again
To relieve such thoughts
The dark shutters of my mind refuse
To let a single light in
Consumed with the dark
And yet we refuse to believe we've slipped
Again.
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Hopeless Poet
PoetryI write about the world. Her, him, the places of meaning, aggression, compassion, or human nature. TRIGGER WARNING !! some poems talk about s*elf harm and su*cide. Please do not read if you are sensitive to such topics. I will try to put a trigger...
