Pustulating in my very core
I feel it when I close my eyes
It oozes from inside my skull
Enveloping my every side
It's sludgy embrace
Dense and musty
clinging to my inhibitions
Suffocating better memories
Annexing my decisions
It knows my most irrational fears
And drags me to its darkest realms
All my conceptions are infected
Abhorrent is its taste it's smell
It creeks around my deepest regrets
Drawing my attention evermore
It slithers through my hopes and dreams
And melts them into pussing sores
Nobody else can see it
It hides behind my plastic smile
Whispering inside my ear
"You will never lead a fulfilling life
So slice your veins you vapid wretch
You'll never be the one you wish to be
As long as I deprive the light
You are but a shadow of me"
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Author:
A.C Doomcraft (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Depression, anxiety and negative thought are killers, this poem is something I wrote at the height of depression and would like to say through positive thought and action I have mostly overcome my depression, if anyone is thinking about taking thier lives, please seek help, I am proof that you can change your mindset and there is so much to live for.
- Category: Reflection
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