In the silence of the day,
A presence haunts, I cannot say.
Burdened by this unseen foe,
I fear to stay, I fear to go.
In the shadow and in the light,
In the morning and in the night,
Its presence never seems to fade,
This darkness that I can’t evade.
The specter haunts my very soul,
And soon this fiend will take its toll.
For weary has become my day,
Since fight no longer keeps at bay,
That which oppresses and resides,
To haunt me till the day I die.
About the Creator
Emily Watson
Thank you for reading my stories! I'm an aspiring YA fiction novelist. To learn more about me, check out my memoir, "On the Edge of Insanity," about my struggles with OCD and Bipolar Disorder, on Amazon and B&N. Always believe in magic!
Reader insights
Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insight
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Comments (1)
I think we can all relate to this in a way. Great job.