there are times, I am walking down the street,
and I feel like I could just dissolve into the mist.
There are times I wish I could disappear and just,
Stay in the dark invisible, emotionless,
To cure me,
Of this insatiable fear,
And the darkness within.
I am a monster,
With voices
In my head
An insufferable beast;
Leading a life of destruction
The destruction of my humanity.
So let me go
Let me fall
Into the darkness.
And disappear from the world
And vanish into the mist.
- Author: Annabelle Schouviller (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 9th, 2019 12:40
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 16
Comments2
This really connects with me. Thank you so much.
I agree I can make connections with this as well. thanks
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