Darkness returning
 

I can't hear the thoughts very clear,
But I can still sense them,
Whispering in the darkest corners of my mind.
They fool me into thinking they're not coming back,
Fool me into believing that the darkness is disappearing..
I should know better, but I don't.
And just when I think I can't feel them any more
They cackle and say:
"Did you miss us, old friend?
Foolish child, did you think we had gone and left you for good?"
And so I panic and find comfort the only way I can and the only way I know-
Watching my blood slowly trickle down my skin,
feeling the sharp relief of pain.
And the vicious cycle of shame begins again
And I sink deeper into the tumorous darkness that poisons my mind.

It's not very good sorry- but it was just a way in which I could release the particular feeling of this low place returning.

I think it is very good. This is a good way to release your hidden emotions and the emotions you do not want to deal with. I encourage you to continue writing poetry. You said what you felt and that is awesome. I am sorry you feel this way and hope writing does help you. Good Luck

Idk why you said this wasn't good. I thought quite the opposite! I hope this helped you and I hope your days sart to get brighter. And I hope you keep writing!

this is good :-)

thank you so much guys

I love it