Darkness filled the atmosphere,
with a dark music of a piano.
Hot air of summer but
felt the cold of my
body temperature.
Finding a way out of this
mystic place.
With a stretch of silence
and the noise of footsteps
echoing through the dark,
sending cold nerve
down to my spine.
Endless journey in the darkness, finding myself,
escaping from the demons
with the ugly face, held me
under their captive.
Tightening their grip
all over my
fragile body.
Saw myself with its eyes
piercing into mine with
a blank emotion,
turning her back towards me,
walking away.
And the sound of the
heart rate machine
propels into the dark in sudden.
As a glimpse of light
exposing itself to me,
with all my strength,
trying hard to escape from
their tight death grip.
A glimpse of light
which starting to lose
its power,
fuse into the dark
as the sound of the
machine
echoing the
same frequency
of the dead.
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Unexplainable (I Am Bipolar)
PoetryPoem; Mental Health and Me {Thoughts, Poems, Relationship, Life Lessons} *A seventeen-year-old girl who suffers from mental illness and bullying.
