The space in my head
Tears soaked in the bed
What I loved in me
Hurt me deep instead
The grey skies
Vultures in front of my eyes
The omen of the devil
Crippling to my demise
Nothing calms
A squeaking pain
All the effort horses
They run in vain
He was here
A presence I felt
Created panic and a riot
And cursed me to hell
It never goes away
He never will
Life of the unknown
Still dragging with it
The voices go back and forth
Playing with my senses
A plot to destroy me
He plays the game and wins
Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay
Synopsis: A poem on darkness, depression, misery, and pain. The poem talks about how depression eats up your mind and soul and leaves nothing but darkness inside of your head.
PENNED BY
AYUSH PANDYA
(AUTHOR – THE UNPRECEDENTED CULT)
