Am I the only one here
Who stares directly into her demons’ eyes?
Nightly, I fight an inner war.
Am I truly alone?
Are the voices I hear just ghosts?
Do they dwell on the things I said?
Maybe I am inherently poisonous,
Self-destructive by nature.
I’ve exhausted all my options,
I turn all the ground I touch to scorched earth.
This place submerges my body in a sea of poison,
And no matter how I tread and gasp for air,
What can you do
When the only interaction you have
Is with yourself and your toxic thoughts?