Demons

Just Another Day - Poem

Just another day

Drip, drip,
you sit and watch.
Drip, drip,
the same old noise.
Drip, drip,
just another day.

Fix it, they say.
Fix it, they plead.
Fix it, they scream.
You stop,
and stare.

Drip, drip,
it’s back again.
Drip, drip,
glass-eyed and numb.
Drip, drip,
just another day.

Do something, they say.
Anything, they hope.
Fix it, they scream.
You stop,
and smile.

Drip, drip,
you rise and fall.
Drip, drip,
You laugh, you scream.
Drip, drip,
just another day.

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Darkness

The smile falters and the twinkle fades,
the laughter ends and the nights grow longer.
The darkness seeps in to every corner,
and soon you lose your thirst for wonder.

Leaving no room for thoughts of the future,
just filled with horrors dreamt in your bed.
Gone are the ideas that once played out inside your head,
replaced with a numbness that feels as heavy as led.

Each day is a torment between you and yourself.
A battle to paint your face with the same plastic smile,
to show the world that you’re okay for a while,
to try and surpass that imaginary, marked out mile.

Tomorrow will be easier, you say time and again,
but the future arrives and you’re still a mess.
You sit there wondering how they never guess,
and hoping one day that you may just confess.

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Hibernating 

Crawling, inching further,

Light burning down.

Covering, I tried to see.

It felt like years,

Years had passed.

What had changed?

Had they forgotten?

I looked down,

to check I was there.

Was this real?

The darkness loomed,

The light shone,

so bright ahead.

Fear, a nervousness.

It seemed so daunting.

Eyes pressed down.

‘Where have you been?’