Demons Dance well with Mine

CONTENT WARNING it does mention self harm, nothing explicit but its in there

I'm not very good at poetry, but due to problems with mental health I find its a good way to let things out. Now I could leave this as a draft, but then I really wouldn't be getting it out of my system. So here you are.

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You know those times in the middle of the night when all you want to do is scream,

mind is numb and so are you legs from where you made them bleed.

You forget the world is out there, unsure of where to go,

you float along the river, hoping somebody will know.

Someone to give you directions and just a bit of hope

Someone to help you along the way, because your letting go of the rope.

 

In my mind of broken glass and fractured memories

In there stands a boy, i wish he was just a dream.

twelve long years have come and gone but it  feels like no time at all 

twelve long years have come and gone but my world continues to fall.

 

The days where the sun shines and i feel the warmth upon my skin

Are the days i cling for life, praying i can win

Attaching to one person for fears of being left

Sticking with one person as it allows my mind to rest.

 

Paranoid fears and overconfident voices whisper in my skull

my body shakes and aches and my mind feels to full

they tell me im too young to be depressed but i think its all lie.

For there is no age restriction, no height or size or must be this tall to ride.

 

You know those times in the middle of the night when all you want to do is scream,

my legs are  red and my body shakes, the knife im holding tight,

i long for a friend, a hand to hold and someone to tell me im fine.

To tell me my fears and not as they seem and their demons dance well with mine.

 

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