Darkest Miles

The Darkest Fairytale

My train of thought
Slips from the rails,
As I sit and think
About irrelevant details.
Anxiety takes hold
And the floor sinks,
The world spins
As my mind thinks.
Please don’t approach
I’ve forgot my name,
It’s a pathetic state
Followed by shame.
Anxiety walks me
Into insane cycles,
Only to be explained
As monstrous Bibles.
People will only see
Laughter and smiles,
They don’t see me walk
The darkest miles.


View original post


Categories: Featured

Reply At Your Own Risk. Leave The Dumbfuckery At The Door.

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s