in the darkest corner of my mind
lies a street that I'd rather not visit
a street where all my fears roam around
a place filled with tall buildings of insecurities
and lanes of bitter memories
a place filled with trees of desperation
and a river flowing with tears of betrayal
I drown in it all
a part of me that never fades away
I drown in the darkness of my mind
and I die in a world I created.
my demons call it home
but it forever remains to be my wastelands
©irish.ly
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