Misunderstood

Misunderstood
Hidden in the darkness
My phobias rule me.
My every moment.
My every second
With each breath
Breeds darkness
Breeds anxiety
Breathe the blood of all human kind
Now on my shoulders and now on my mind.
My eyes see yet;
I am blind.
The devistation eating and laughing at me.
The battle within my own body, my emotion for no one to see.
My perceptions now stolen.
My imagination forbodden.
I cry as I am yet again consumed.
My obsessions, my doom
Within me - still loom.
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