Nips my ankle and already I’m crippled
I fall down while terror drowns me
I let go of control I let go of everything
I’m at the mercy of the world’s pleasure
The stinking sun has no mercy it whips
My skin while I lie hopelessly there’s no
Shade there’s no water I close my eyes
Fight for consciousness until there’s nothing
Left.
That black dog.
He feels nothing. He simply walks away.
The sun is rising
And yet it’s dark
The birds are singing
And still it’s stark
The sky is grey
When it should be blue
l feel I should be happy
But no, I’m like old glue
Yet life should be joyful
I gave so much
Yet the vacuum is imposing
I am my own crutch
The black dog is relentless
So insistent to be pattered
Another day has gone
It’s like it never mattered
(Anonymous Poet)
A black dog
Follows me around
As a dark shadow
Biting my legs
I run as fast as I can
And still cannot outrun
The bared teeth threatening
To tear my flesh apart
My dreams are nightmares
My hope is ash
I run until
I cannot breathe
My bed is the only place I want to be
So I’ll put a pillow over my head
And be alone in my dark mood
If anyone is looking for me
I am playing dead
(And after that, I will roll up my sleeves and learn Angular2. Because I can.)
The demons attack
My mind, I try and
Shake them off, but
They hold on tight
I cry for freedom, let
Me go, but they don’t
My sword is not strong
Enough to kill them
And so I live, I survive
With the demons in my
Mind
Pluck me from my life
And fly me far away from here
From all my daily strife
I’d rather be unknown
I’d rather sleep alone
In my nightly dreams remain
Than everyday to feel
This lifelong endless pain
A dark, heavy blanket lies over my being
I don’t want to eat, or drink, or laugh, or sleep
I don’t want to dream for I know
The morning will rise and I will be burdened with
A shadow
Following me
Watching
Spying
Lurking
Preying
I pray that the night will not end
I pray
That my dreams will grant me peace
For the torment of the day coupled with the torment of the night is too much for my soul to bear
I remember my past
And dark days
Interspersed with nights so cruel
I try to escape the waves threatening to break over me
But crippled with fear
I cannot move
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