Stepping into Darkness

Stepping into Darkness

A Poem by Lykos
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Description of my depression from my past

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Walking along the road in silence listening to the sound of the world. People walk past me, sometimes glancing at me and when they meet my eye they give a faint smile. I give a smile back just to show that there is something inside me that still knows happiness. But that's just a lie i show, so they wont really see what is inside. They don't know the crushing thoughts that bare down heavily on my mind. But why would they, there just strangers they don't know me, they do not care what goes on behind the smile. There gone out of my life as quick as they came in, in a blink of an eye. As i walk im deep in thought, thoughts about the future, the present and the past. Wondering about life, Wondering about my existence in this world. Is it worth going on in this meaningless life. Life just seems to drag on. Its like a endless nightmare of walking alone in silence, in darkness. Every once in a while there comes a light from a stranger as they walk past me, though i barely notice them. i give a fake smile to show that there i still something alive inside, but it is a lie Forever looking at blank unknown faces, ones that i do not know. I only have my shadow as a companion. My thoughts are the only ones i speak to, wondering if somehow they might give me an answer of worth. But no, it is only silence i hear, its worthless. I might as well speak to the wind for it is real, but has a voice of its own, one that i do not understand. I search for a voice that has warmth in it. But i find that im walking on my own, on a never ending road. I doubt i will ever find its end but i go on walking in this ghost shell of a form. Walking, listening and wondering where this road will take me and if i ever do, what will i find at its end.

© 2020 Lykos


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Added on January 14, 2017
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Lykos
Lykos

Munster , Ireland



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