Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Sometimes it’s invisible,
not easy to see,
my demons inside my mind,
cover it in fog,
make me feel it’s not real.

It seems non-existent,
the voice in my head convinces me it isn't,
the people around me tell me there is some,
I’m just blind to it,
but I can’t believe them.

It just fades,
from my grasp,
I try to get it back,
but it seems impossible.

I feel I'm too far gone,
can't be saved,
I'm too lost in my depression,
but I keep wondering,
is there still hope?