I’m dancing with reflections of the shadows.
Depression hides within,
Captivating all that matters.
The devil’s got a black suit,
And he’s waiting at the altar.
Red rose in his hand,
I’m crying but I’m flattered.
Anxiety’s got a hold of my arm,
As we’re walking down the aisle.
I got a million thoughts,
As I cry but also smile.
It’s a numbing feeling,
That tends to last quite a while.
It’s something that I’m used to
While all my feelings reconcile.
My nightmares stand beside me
As I hand them my flowers.
Playing flashbacks in my head
Of my life’s most painful hours.
Reminding me how weak I am,
And that I will always be a coward.
As I let them haunt my dreams,
So many sleepless nights devoured.
I turn back around
And look the devil in the eyes.
The more I look within
And the more I analyze,
I notice that sick smile
And all the things I despise,
As he slowly starts to morph
Into a painful surprise.
My heart shatters at the truth,
I’ve been the devil in the disguise.
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