my dark world
consumed by the thoughts that race in my mind
overwhelemed by the feelings that fester inside
withdrawn from the things that i love in my life
and blinded by the dark that fills up my eyes
the blinders i wear forced upon me
by the pain that i feel and the light that i seek
i focus upon the things i can see
but only if they pertain to my need
in the dark where i live struggle and fight
unable to see past the dark to the light
the demons at play hinder my sight
as the ghosts from the past taunt with delight
the world where i live is not the one that should be
but the demons and ghosts would fast disagree
with my blinders in place they can so guarentee
that i'll stay in the dark and never be free
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