Train of Thoughts
I'm waiting for them to come
they only come when they know I’m alone
late in the night, every night;
some people call them thoughts, I call them the repressions
they like to come and repress all happy feelings and thoughts
only bringing with them the pain and worst memories
there is no way to fight them
only to endure the pain they bring
until they feel they have caused enough damage and devastation
100% alone with my thoughts and feelings
becoming more demeaning and cruel towards myself and others.
kids say they are most afraid of the monsters in the darkest corners of their rooms;
but i'm most afraid of the monsters within the darkest corners of my mind.
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