Aug 9, 2017 · 1 min read
Dark Nights
This thick fog of despair
It clings to me, it's in my hair
Smelling of sadness, I creep along
Hating myself for being so wrong.
The world obscured by my depression
Appears grey and unkind and on a mission
To thwart me every step of the way
To make a fool of me for anything I say
I fail against every imagined slight
I turn my face away from the good light
Darkness is my sole bed partner now
She drinks my tears and wets my brow
She brings her friends anger and resentment
Together they whisper to me in contentment
Filling my head with miserable things
Broken dreams and broken wings
Leave me alone accursed world
Can't you see me within myself entwirled
Till something resembling positivity returns
Let all goodness and hope burn.
