Category : Poems

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It's the darkness that lurks in the back of our minds
eating away at our thoughts
making you rethink that "you're fine".
It's the emptiness that sits in your gut
leaving you nauseous and filling you with anxiety.
Demons.
We all have them.
They sit perched on your shoulder
just whispering in your ear.
Little things they say
making your thoughts unclear.
A comment here
a comment there.
"You're not getting any skinnier, my dear."
They push and they shove
drowning you in their words of acid and hate
leaving you struggling an yearning for a break.
Some of us are lucky to make it out alive
retelling our stories
a darkness in our eyes.
But sadly
for some we succumb
to the pain and withering time.