When I lie awake at night I stare away at pure black. The darkness if the night
soothes me. The constant voices in my head never leaves. The voices are saying
things that ought to be heard. Things that haunt me, things that hurt.
The pain never goes. The deep never fills. I am hurt. For now I rest. I lie in my final
minutes for which the pain has left me. The deep not filled for its bad and has gone to
far to save. The red overflows. I lay soaked. It does not stop.
I thought of love but that thought had disappeared just like the world around.
The dark around comes back but does not leave. I am gone for now
I awake to a new place. A worse hell. Here's my truth.
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