This is just a stupid little poem i made up during class, enjoy~
In the shadows
something lurks within the darkness
it cannot be seen
it cannot be touched
it is sadness, ready to consume you
it is depression, ready to harm you
A grey, gloomy, frightening mist is what
prompts your sudden sadness, it takes control`
and never lets go
I have fallen victim to the mist
i cannot escape it
it has pulled me in
And will not release its grasp
in the morning i let it plant horrid thoughts
within my head
At night i let it control my movements like i am its puppet on strings
it makes me cut away at my skin, it leaves me a gruesome bloody mess
while i sleep, the mist attempts to invade my dreams, every night, i fail to keep it away
I am consumed by this sadness
it has a firm grasp upon me
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