Darkness Within

• Molly Iannella, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2017

My mind is my enemy, my deceiver and my seditionist
Constantly antagonizing me with the things I say and do
An invisible fog slowly settling over me
Yet it is dark and suffocating
I feel its presence creeping around the corner
Whispering in my ear and tickling my neck
It grabs my hair and crushes my throat
But I feel nothing
The aching so intense that I can’t bear myself
The thought of breathing for any longer is like a far cry in the distance
But I get back up, I keep going
And with every second passing, I must fix myself
My mind is incredible, cunning and manipulative
As delicate as a piece of glass but as shattered as a piano
Broken now and forever tainted