This struggle within, being torn apart
From the sadness to the madness
The emptiness of feeling no hope
From the low of a devastating sickness that
Has no mercy on my broken soul
Depression is a lonely dark place
A lot of people don't understand
This sickness isn't something
That you can just turn off and on
It's not something your born with
It's created by a tragic traumatic story
Events in some cases of severe abuse
That consumes your mind
Your forced to relive the events
Every day in the memory bank
That constantly replay
Over and over in dark rooms in the head
Where all the inner demons live
That pollutes your thoughts
And then the endless agonizing
Emotional roller coaster begins
Those inner demons are your
Monsters that consumes you
With the sadness, pain, suffocation,
Emptiness, guilt, shame and despair
No matter how hard you try
To escape from the emotions
You never find that door to freedom
It's a daily battle of making it to the next day.
💀BROKEN187SOUL 💀
Copyright 10-04-08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem