Daily battle

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I'm hurt all the time

All I do is write a poem and cry

Just to forget the pain and waste my time

When my friends ask about me, I say, "I'm fine"

Writing in every line when will I shine

When will someone understand my sign?

When will someone hear my whine?

When will someone pick up my line?

As the clock ticks 3 AM

My mood declines

Depression and anxiety combined

I can't bare these thoughts in my mind

Demons everywhere I'm trying to fight

Darkness consumes me,

I'm exhausted from the inside

No one can notice because it's not visible from the outside

This battle happens every night

When I wake up in the morning, It's all quiet and alright

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