The Box Poem by Fie KroC

The Box



It's like a shadow covering my body
Ready to take over when I'm weak
They scream in my head 'You're not good enough! '
Ready to drown me, suck out all the happiness there's left
They put me in the box and screams at me
'You'll never get up from the black hole, never! '

And I believe in it, cause I got nothing else to believe in
And soon, it got me in the box. Just another box on the shelf.
Just another waste...

Monday, May 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
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old ooold poem, depression my friends!
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