Black thoughts. (Poem)

in hive-174578 •  2 months ago  (edited)


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With the absence of happiness,
I feel like little soldiers,
who wander around making noise,
clouding my mind.
It's causing restlessness,
voices that scream,
how unhappy I am.
Raising black thoughts,
painful sensation,
that relives the stormy past.
Black thoughts,
who drill over and over again into my weak mind.
Black thoughts,
that lead me to a dead end.
Black thoughts,
that have grown like a snowball,
have become uncontrollable.
Black thoughts,
that have weakened me,
until I become a being without a will of my own.

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