It follows me. I didn’t feed it or even house it, So why does it stay? No matter The bad vibes i give it or what i say. It just wont go away. It stands above me thin as air, looking at me with the longest stare, quietly saying words even though it can’t talk. It speaks in a language that only people of the above can speak, It brings me down to my knees, and tells me to take my forever sleep. I run trust me I’m trying, It laughs at me when I’m crying, when it brings the memories of the girl who left me flashing like lightning.Why can’t it just leave me be. When i see a light it gives me relief, because it’s nowhere to be seen, only to notice that it’s still above me. It says my day has come, but i might have a chance at life if I’m loved by someone, Til this day i do not make a sound because I’m cursed with this cloud.
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Love this.
I know exactly how it feels. Life is like a prison cell and the only company is depression that beats you down every day and never lets you rest or forget what you have done. I hope your can find a way through this
very well put. it sucks that it came from such pain, but you transmuted it into something good. thanks for writing this!