It Always Comes Back

by fakingeverything   May 15, 2012


The darkness has begun to take control,

It has finally just swallowed me whole.

I don't know what to do to stop all of this

I tried to shake it off but it just wouldn't quit.

I'm losing my mind trying to fight what's inside,

This demon, this monster that has come alive.

I can feel it breaking free and it starts to reek havoc

It's like inside of me there's a million little maggots

Eating away at my flesh, trying to break free

But they can't find a way to escape from me.

This is what I'm feeling every second of my life.

This is the reason why I cling to my knife.

Because when I rip open my skin, some of them escape

And for that brief second, I actually feel safe.

But then it comes back, it always returns

And I'm stuck feeling my insides burn.

So I cut some more hoping that it will just leave

But sometimes I'm in a place where I can't get relief.

And that's when I break, but I can't let it show,

Because I don't want everyone around me to know..

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  • 11 years ago

    by Reyna

    I can really connect to this poem. I can identify with not wanting others to see what I feel. To cut to find relief from the pain that seemed like it was never-ending. To ebb away the pain that's held me in it's grasps for so long. I love your poem 5/5.