They wreak havoc in my head
Bringing about so much damn dread
Dreading my life,
My love,
Dreading even waking up.
I wish they'd vacacate my head or
Soon,
Soon,
Soon, I'll surely end up dead .
YOU ARE READING
I have lived, died, survived
PoetryI've had no courage to write before now, even in a drunken state I'm terrified of expressing such deep emotions I've felt and experienced. yet I do so, I must tell my story, even if it is in poems. These poems I wrote in distressed times, over time...
demons
They wreak havoc in my head
Bringing about so much damn dread
Dreading my life,
My love,
Dreading even waking up.
I wish they'd vacacate my head or
Soon,
Soon,
Soon, I'll surely end up dead .
