In the darkness where my mind resides,
Demons whisper, never quiet, never kind,
They crawl in shadows, feeding on my fears,
Turning whispers into screams no one hears.
Overthinking is a tangled maze,
Thoughts like thorns, sharp and ablaze,
Every turn a deeper void I find,
Each echo louder, pulling at my mind.
Depression dances in the dim lit space,
A heavy weight I cannot trace,
It wraps around me like a cold embrace,
Sinking deeper, leaving no escape.
Demons laugh, they know my pain,
They thrive in the endless rain,
Each drop a memory I can’t erase,
Each tear a battle I can’t face.
But somewhere beyond, a faint light gleams,
A distant hope within my dreams,
Though demons linger, I still try,
For in the darkness, I learn to defy.
