I wrote a poem everyone.... I don't know if I should continue but if you all want I can still do poetry and post it... Please let me know your thoughts... A heavy fog has settled in, a weight upon my chest, A constant war inside my mind that never lets me rest. The world moves on in vibrant hues, while I am trapped in grey, With shoulders bruised from carrying the chaos of the day. The panic breathes down on my neck, a sharp and sudden fright, It turns a crowded room into a battle in the night. To speak, to step, to just exist becomes a mountain tall, The social dread whispers to me that I will surely fall. And in the quiet, darkest hours, the shadows start to speak, They promise peace, they promise rest, because they think I’m weak. They pull me toward a final ledge, a quiet, permanent end, Disguising finality as if it were a friend. But even through this suffocating, bitter, blinding ache, I hold the line against the storm for one more day to wake. The stress may howl, the dark may pull, the fear may pull me down, But I am still breathing here, refusing yet to drown...