Deep

My mind is far too complex to see, 

The deepness of it makes me, me, 

The darkness contains secrets only I've grown to know, 

Yet my mind holds the memories, not letting them go, 

My head pounds, my mind is the beast, wanting to escape,

But it won't, it is far too late. 

The darkness surronds me, trapping me inside,

There are no corners, no place to hide, 

The latch on the box, containing what is me,

It cannot be opened, not even by me.

This life I know is different, unique

It is strong, but it once was weak, 

I watch people try to figure me out, 

It is not possible, without a doubt. 

A mystifying smirk is plastered on my lips,

The shadows of the darkness start to do flips, 

I am in too deep, 

I am in too deep, 

Darknees surronds little, fragile me,

I am in too deep. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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