You visit me often Despair.
You leave me lonesome and desperate Despair.
You make me crave the unattainable Despair.
You make me weep because of what I want to do.
You drive me insane Despair.
I talk to the voices in my head thanks to you.
Despair…
You are my only companion,
Despair.
You leave me cold and alone at night.
Your friends, all these demons in my dreams that I fight…
You leave me for the wolves Despair.
Your words weave though my mind tainting my memories.
Your touch lingers on my skin freezing my fingers to ice.
Despair, you call on me as an old friend.
Despair, you creep your way in.
Despair when I fight back you only break down the doors.
You smash the windows and tear through the halls.
This fire inside is quickly snuffed out by your unfeeling hand…Despair…
You torture me with this never ending darkness.
You play tricks on my mind Despair.
Poltergeists could never hold a candle to you.
Come and go as you please Despair.
Your demons keep everyone else at bay Despair.
Your frightening.
Your terrifying.
You consume me Despair.
My only friend.
Please,
Call on me again.
3 comments
Creepy. This must be “the devil you know” theory of living.
I don’t find this “creepy”.
I see only truth in this.
G.W. I’m sorry if you thought it was creepy I was writing my feelings…
Nozmoking I am glad you liked it.