With thoughts of the past i close my eye’s and fall asleep.
The sound of nothingness calms the crushing sea of sadness in my soul.
The final escape from thoughts that i will carry to grave.
My dreams of a better tomorrow swiftly turn to nightmares.
It seems that the sickness has found my final refuge where i store my depleted hope.
The many pieces of my heart that i wish i could take back.
Alone is where i live, The tears i shed my companions.
My companions never leave for long so i can’t understand why im so alone.
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Solitude laughs as it likes when everything is broken