Misery seems to really love my company
I sink slowly, slowly into the darkness
Seeing nothing but my demons staring back at me
Evil eyes glaring through the pitch black dark
Glowing in the most eerie way possible
Their claws reaching for my neck, cutting my breathing short
I can't breathe like this
I really can't breathe like this
As I try to take air into my lungs
My throat starts to hurt, to burn
Oxygen, I need oxygen
My breaths are so ragged
It feels like I'm dying
But it's just my anxiety
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Poetry by Dire
PoetryJust a collection of poems that I wanted to write/share with the world. 🖤 Writing poetry is my way of expressing inner feelings; it helps to calm me so I can sleep at night. 🌙 I hope y'all like them! 😊
