As time moves things pass
The turmoils of today grows constant
Light shines where dark thrives
I no longer feel relevant
A loud cry often overheard
Mistaken for a violent surge
I’m overheard never Understood
I’ve come face to face with my demons once again.
Stronger than ever.
Gnawing away at my soul. I can feel their teeth on my emotions.
Yet I refuse to fold.
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 7:30 PM UTC
As time moves things pass
The turmoils of today grows constant
Light shines where dark thrives
I no longer feel relevant
A loud cry often overheard
Mistaken for a violent surge
I’m overheard never Understood
I’ve come face to face with my demons once again.
Stronger than ever.
Gnawing away at my soul. I can feel their teeth on my emotions.
Yet I refuse to fold.
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