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Oct 2017
It’s alright
I’m upright
I’m not gonna fight
I know you were right
It’s been so long
I’ve tried to be strong
How long have I been battling I don’t know
All this mess in my mind like what do I, whoa
The solution came to me like pollution to the hudson
Mind volution
This feelings been hitting me for longer than I can remember
I thought it was a trojan horse, nothing harmful just a feeling
Who knew feelings could take you over like a rebel
It’s like a parasite because it's feeding off me and fueling itself
A self sufficient invention so deadly as one could imagine
Deadly to make the strongest men fall to their feet
Make the strongest most sturdiest men lose their lives
It’s not a bomb, but it can feel like one
It’s not a gun, but it can feel like one
It’s not something that attacks you physically, it makes you attack yourself physically
It leaves an impression
On your heart and others
Doesn’t go away like you want it to
You can start popping pills to make it go away
But it never goes away
It hides in the shadows waiting to strike
It sometimes makes you wanting to strike
Against others or maybe yourself
Either way this thing
This thing inside of you
Doesn’t have to control your life
It doesn’t make you ill
Doesn’t make you crazy or weird
It’s an evolved form of a common feeling
A form which has gone to new levels to control
It creates pressure everywhere that the old feeling would never do
Depression is evil
But good always beats evil
Just remember, at the end of the tunnel there is light
No matter how far that tunnel goes
There is something there at that end
Just be prepared,
Bring a flashlight, water, and your favorite toy
I promise you’ll find the light
Written by
Josh
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