Over and Over Again
Autophobia lies under covers
It grows into a reality demon
Worse than nightmares, like a fear
It controls what you believe in
My thoughts are never done
They continue on and on
To feed the fear, the demon
That I've always fought
Over and over again
I've tried to avoid encounters
Of chances to feel empty, useless
To let my curious mind wander
Into the further, where I've felt
There's no point to continue
Wondering what I'm on earth for
When there is nothing for me to do.
It grows into a reality demon
Worse than nightmares, like a fear
It controls what you believe in
My thoughts are never done
They continue on and on
To feed the fear, the demon
That I've always fought
Over and over again
I've tried to avoid encounters
Of chances to feel empty, useless
To let my curious mind wander
Into the further, where I've felt
There's no point to continue
Wondering what I'm on earth for
When there is nothing for me to do.
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This tells more about my struggle with keeping depression away from me. I have been sort of a workaholic lately and this past semester just to keep myself off the thoughts and off the need and urge to harm myself. They say whenever you're depressed, to just do things to keep your mind distracted.