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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2141568
A poem about the struggles of depression and anxiety.
"Perfect Enemy"

Me, myself, and I,
alone in this empty place.
Staring into a mirror,
a blank look on my face.

"How did we get here?",
cry the voices in my head.
Tears drench the sheets,
as I'm filled with dread.

I fight to stay strong,
falling deeper inside the darkness.
Only myself can truly see,
I'm losing to my weakness.

At the end of the day,
no one can save me.
Me, myself, and I,
have become our perfect enemy.
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