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A monster called Darkness

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By Kayla LoyPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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A monster called Darkness
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The sound of an unexpected creak in the floor fills my head.

In the corner there stood the monster who occupies my every thought.

Those awful claws are dug five inches deep into my brain.

No one can see them but me.

Feeling nothing but the numbness of failure.

Like I'll never be good enough.

For I'm the only one that can feel their presence.

The leery shadow haunts my dreams day and night.

Not really sure how to deal with the waking realization.

No amount of sunshine can rid my mind of this darkness that consumes me.

For the hunger to be okay will forever leave a mark on me.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Kayla Loy

Androgynous.

30 year old writer from time to time.

Intersectional feminism.

IG: Kaylurrr13

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