
Demons in my head call me crazy
Would I know I was crazy if I was
How do I live through this
Can I silence it all in one go, or can I push through it
What do I do, where do I go
My silence is heavy, my pain I wear deep
My sorrows are scars deep within
The smile you see is not the smile I want
I try to aim for happiness, but I fail each time
Don’t tell me to sign away what little I have
When it is all that is left of me
All have been taken from me, bit by bit over the years
Stripped bare to nothing left, I have no more strength to give
An ounce of happiness has been all I wanted for once
Why do I feel forsaken, would I be better left under the cobblestone
Demons I fight every day
Some are easier than others, and most days I feel I win
Every battle I have won with my head held high,
For once, I feel I am at my breaking point
How can I win this battle
It feels more like a war than a battle
Raging within, my spirit feels broken, can I get up again, can I stand again,
Can I walk again and hold my head up one more time
I am tired of the mask I wear most of the time,
I want to take it down for good, ‘lo I do not know how
It seems darkness finds me everywhere
No matter where I run or hide,
Is the darkness really my only friend now?
About the Creator
Phoenix H.L. C. Hunt
Author, poet, & mother crafting raw, atmospheric fiction & poetry about resilience & reclaiming my voice. Author of a Lulu poetry collection & 3 Patreon novels. Join my Patreon for new chapters as I take my life & voice back!
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