There was once this little boy who was scared by the dark. He was scared of monsters and burglars and ghosts. Creepy little girls with bloody knives. Very vivid images. Very real. Then he grew up, and he stoped being scared of ghosts and villains. No that’s a lie. He’s still scared of ghosts. Or a ghost in particular. It’s always there in the back of his mind. But still he seeks the dark to find comfort. He loves this ghosts, bu he doesn’t like her being there. She’s dead now, been dead for a long while. Down by the train tracks, these crashing sounds. They laughed and laughed but he hears nothing but angry words. Now it’s little but nothing left of this room he would once cherish. When things burn down, it never really stops burning. I met that boy one day, but it’s hard to admit we’re the same person when you can see his pain. I don’t like this one bit. But I try to face the dark and all I see is him and her and them. Nobody talks about nightmares because they’re just dreams, but sometimes they can be traumatising as hell. Well but I’d rather be scared then move away as I would have done before. I used to be scared of the dark, I still am but not the way most people think. It’s easy to say but harder to act. I’m trying to fight! You’re still a nightmare!
This poem was heavily inspired by the All Time Low song, Nightmares. You should check it out. I love it, and it hits me hard.
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