Demons
You call me weak,
You call me crazy.
I can't get out of bed,
You call me lazy.
The thoughts in my head,
Well they're threatening to destroy me.
They tell me I’m not worth it,
They’ll never leave me be.
“I saw a smile on your face!
You were happy the other day”
But what you couldn't hear were the voices screaming turn and run away.
Depression is s monster!
All it does is hold you down!
Trying to reach the surface,
But you feel like you might drown.
No one understands me,
I feel like I'm alone.
But everyone has demons
They have to deal with on their own.
Copyright © Joleen Moffatt | Year Posted 2023
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