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creatures

March 6, 2018

In a scalding hot desert I sit.
Hoping my sanity won’t quit,
I look around, and I see my monster.
Looks like I’m a goner

The sand starts swallowing my feet.
While the eight legged creature
Walks up like a creep.
Six eyes. Staring at me.

I try to fight the thing
I just sink faster,
The monster kicks sand in my eyes.
To help worsen this disaster!

breathing heavy,
The waterworks begin to flow!
I start getting sweaty
As I sink in my self pity!

And as if it couldn’t get worse!
Here comes another creature
With its giant claws!
Snapping at me like Jaws!

As I’m trying to fight to find the light!
These creatures are beating me down!
Forcing me to stay in a constant fright!
Making me feel like a stupid clown!

I try to lie to myself and picture them not there!
But they just keep knocking at my door and I let them in!
Everytime!!
And I know they’re not going anywhere!

Until I break down and give up.
Until I hang my life on the rack.
Until I drink Draino in a cup.
Until I....

I....

NO! Stop!
Breathe!
My mind is spinning like a top.

Racing to forget
Racing to stay happy!
Living my life!
Feeling a bit gappy...

Empty... the creatures they stay.
Sinking... As I am their prey.

They won’t stop
they won’t shrink.
They’ll just leave me
Up late at night, as I start to think.

I wander.
Feeling cumbersome...
I ponder.
Feeling trouble some...

These creatures keep fighting me.
And I keep fighting back.
But I’m losing energy.
With every kick and punch..

What are friends to help you,
When you can’t even help yourself.
I’m nothing but a loose screw.

The claws of depression grab me by my waist.
The the web of anxiety wraps me up.
The strings of anxiety feeling like paste
The grasp of depression helps my emotions stirrup.

With sand in my eyes,
And my body sore.
One final sigh
I would like to say goodbye.

I’m done pretending
Come and take me
I’ve stopped using my wit.


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