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I just had to describe my inner feelings

It is the image in the mirror that stares back at me

It is a swirling multitude of self-hatred and envy

It is the dark shadowy beast that haunts me and never relents

It is nothing but a curse, seeming to go on forever and ever

It feels like a storm is brewing, and it only gets worse- not better

It feels like a gigantic leech sucking away at me, sucking away my life

It is my demon conjurer, releasing nightmares and fears

It agitates me and pushes me to the brink of destruction

It is the ominous black cloud that follows me around, pouring heavy sheets of rain on me

It is the wall that has been built up around me, so others can not be let in

It doesn't want me to get the help I need

It wants me to stay ill, so that it can be the master and I the slave

Reviews

[RomaJ]

Very dark and haunting piece. I can relate to this. I hope writing helps you to conquer this demon black cloud that follows you as it has me. Wishing you peace:)