Sadness creeps upon me too fast,
Can you not see it in my eyes,
The darkness looming in my heart,
From all the lies you’ve told,
Have clearly left their mark.
My sadness slowly turning to hate,
I can feel it running like ice through my veins,
No longer in control of my own fate,
Sickness takes over the pain.
If I left, would you notice,
Would you even care?
My life just seems to flash right by,
You crushing me down,
Forcing me to hide.
YOU ARE READING
My Beautiful Demons
PoetryRandom poetry. There is no rhyme or sequence to this poetry... just how I felt at the moment I put the words to paper.
