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Mar 2018
And into the darkness again I creep
But this time not to hide neither to weep
But to take relish in the comfort of my bed
As I tackle whatever that is loud in my head

Have depression engulfed me beyond repair?
That smile has been a mask I constantly wear
To hide the anguish and the deafening fear
When I can’t silence the voices that only I can hear

When I can’t taste nothing but bitterness in my tongue
And I feel lost and empty while all hopes are gone
Sometimes tempted to find the answer at the tip of the gun
But, too scared to step out from the shadow of the sun.

No one deserve to live in darkness like this
For what good is living, yet dying in thirst
To take a sip in life’s fountain of peace
I have to risk defeating my own demon, my own beast

Life is a compromise there’s no guarantee
That at the end of tunnel a light I will see
Perhaps from my own demons I won’t be set free
But I rather lose a battle than let it swallow me.

Nothing comes easy, this I know so well
And so I must have faith to walk out of hell
Never take for granted, life is a real deal
I choose to live happy despite my ordeal.
Karen Crisna
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