There is a slant of dark
leaking, dripping to my heart
There is an obscure chest pressing feeling
I can't seem to kick off

My fear is harboured inside
My slant of dark never leaves
It can be distracted but never flees
I have to think carefully about this

Why the slant of dark is pressuring me?
Taking away my glee
I have reasons to laugh, to breathe
But the slant of dark curbs my bliss

I feel like I have fell too deep
for you
I feel helpless
because I can't stop

The slant of dark drowns me in night
Makes me cry, feel unloved, feel bad
What is the secret to handle
the slant of dark
is it warning me? is it ******* me up?
is it wisdom? is it dumb words from mom?