Every night I count the miles,
Trying to escape all the smiles.
Each step I take a desperate attempt,
As I whisper to myself a silent lament.
How can I escape the demon inside,
When there is nowhere I can truly hide?
You cannot outrun a part of yourself,
Nor rip out your soul to place on a shelf.
I am trapped in a loop that leads right back,
To the part of my mind that I seem to lack.
There's an emptiness here where the demon sits,
But it's only my eyes that look out from the pit.
- Author: Lee Renard Caspian (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 16th, 2018 00:40
- Category: Sad
- Views: 28
- Users favorite of this poem: sharda92
Comments2
I can relate so much to this.
I'm trapped in a loop that leads right back, to the part of my mind that I seem to lack 💜💜💜💜💜 amazing... I feel this shit in my soul. Keep writing I want more
Will do! Thank you for the encouragement.
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