Love Poems & Poetry

Darkness.
It fills me,
Drowning my mind with malice and depression,
Eating away at my heart and soul.
I fight it,
But it never goes away.
It pushes me forward,
Forces me to live,
To breathe,
To act like I do.
It darkens every thought,
Adds a bitter twist to every word,
Adds a new regret to each action.
The list of reasons to die grows each day.
This gloom controls my body,
For my soul is paralyzed from within,
Leaving me breathless and waiting with fear
For what will happen next.
I breathe it in,
But it never comes out.
I don’t deserve love with this disease,
Making me a monster.
But maybe that’s what I am.
A monster.
The laughing, happy, smiling child is no more,
She died a long time ago,
Leaving the world with me,
A waste of space.
Darkness.
I hate what it makes me,
But instead of fighting,
I succumb into it’s wrath.
I love the way I feel,
So with my last dying breath,
I will call it,
Reach for it,
Long for darkness.

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