Teetering on the edge of insanity
Anxiety awakens these voices inside of me
Dark figures wait patiently in these dreams
Face was still, but flooding with streams
I stumble in dark rooms filled with gold
Disturbing imagination for a 3 year old
Breaking and crumbling, but it doesn't show
A sinister smile, but they'll never know
Lightening strikes while these thoughts
Run wild within my mind
The journey soon becomes unbearable
But I cannot escape the forces that bind
Pills and solutions
Are all that the doctor can offer
To combat my inner demons and monsters
Sometimes I feel cursed since birth
Sometimes I see the enemy in the mirror
Sometimes I can not sleep at night
Because no matter how hard I try
The future refuses to be clearer
Enter such a mind as mine
And see what you find
Enter such a mind as mine
And witness what I keep confined...
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Forest (Wattys2016)
PoetryMy life is like walking on tightropes Over sweltering volcanoes With no safety nets...