Trapped in the Darkness
A Poem on Fear and Anxiety
In the darkness of my mind,
Fear and anxiety, intertwined,
Clawing and scratching at my soul,
Taking their toll, taking control.
I try to push them away,
But they linger, they stay,
Whispering doubts and worries,
My mind, their playground, their quarry.
The shadows grow longer still,
As I struggle to break their will,
But they only tighten their hold,
Their grip, icy and cold.
And so I am left to dwell,
In this dark and lonely cell,
Trapped by my own fear and anxiety,
A prisoner, forever in captivity.
For though I may strive and fight,
Against the darkness of the night,
I know that in the end, it will prevail,
And I will be lost to its dark, endless tale.
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Dhinesh kumar.P
As an adventurer and storyteller, I share my journey to inspire others to chase their dreams and embrace life's challenges. I wrote dark poems and crime stories, please support my work
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Dark, Indeed! Thanks for sharing.