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I never see it coming
Not a dark cloud above my head
It always attacks me in my back
Dragging me in a slow and painful death
There is no escape
It just gets me again and again
It swallows me whole
And brings me slowly to my end
Leaving me with nothing of myself
I can´t do anything that I do when I´m alive
Consistently stealing away my energy
Time after time
I wish that it would end
Right here and right now
But writing is all I can do
Writing is all I know how
Substantially
These words
Are what keeps me
alive