Drowninginkalopsia

Shadows of the mind

The moment comes again
Never leaving, always lingering
Thought I could escape you
Banish you of your sins, 
But I guess you can never 
Ever rid of what never left

It\'s inside the best of us

It\'s inside the worst of us
Following like a shadow of the night
Stalking, listening, watching
But worse consuming
As you crumble beneath 
It\'s very own 
Two feet
Trapped
Once more