The Creatures of Consumption - short poem
I do not remember when I originally wrote this poem, but I recently came across it again and did some minor edits to make it presentable. The only thing I remember about this poem is wanting to write something about how depression doesn't just ruin the person affected. It affects those who are close as well. Edited on 6/5/2016.
Written by me, Fane Star.
Behind the smile and the laugh
Is a darker world.
A world of hate and pain.
Behind the fur and the mask
Is a soul with broken wings.
Unable to fly; unable to flee,
I sink beneath sanity.
Through the tears and the screams,
Creeps the horrid creatures.
They screech and howl.
They murder and torture.
They are a part of me.
In my pain they thrive.
In my consciousness they emerge.
They come out to hunt.
They come for you.
Every night they tear and snag
At your heart,
To bleed it dry,
To consume the love within.
Written by: Fane Star