Darkness

I find myself slowly creeping into darkness,

Like as a cloud hovering over a flower I cannot see.

I cannot see the light to what was always meant to be.

Without the sun, I don’t feel free.

Am not a heartless being.

But sometimes, I look into the mirror and see a monster.

Like a shadow, he follows me everywhere.

Creeping behind my every move.

Dragging me down into a pool of darkness.

This poem is about: 
Me

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