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The Demon Inside

Pain

By Vicki LucasPublished 6 years ago 1 min read

I feel sick, I cannot eat

I can’t relax, I cannot sleep

The things I think get in the way

It doesn’t matter what you say

I feel a hole, it’s right inside

I think it’s where the happy hides

The seeds of doubt twist through my mind

Like a strangling twisted vine

The thorns of life, they stuck me deep

Snuck right in just like a thief

I know you’ll tell me to be positive, I know you’ll have advice to give

Sometimes that doesn’t help a bit

Just be here, just be, just sit

Whilst I drown in pools of stress, whilst I try and scale this mess

Just be there to take my hand, there is no need to understand

Sometimes things just come to pass, like watching rain roll down the glass

I can’t explain, I don’t want to, I’d just like to sit with you

And every time I lose my way, I see you near me and I stay

So doing nothing is the best, it gives me time to get some rest

To know the demons cannot win, when someone’s company I am in

I know there will be better days, for now let’s just break through this haze

sad poetry

About the Creator

Vicki Lucas

Hi, I’m a Mum of six and absolutely love writing. Life is a story after all. After losing my Father recently I’ve found that my writing is the only way to keep me sane! Thanks for all your support, it means the world ❤️

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