A hollow space inside me bleeds
And begs me for relief
A shudder through my aching heart
That rarely skips a beat
Then the voices in my head
Cackle, crawl and creep
Waiting for the time to be
To take me in my sleep
Veins still pump and eyes still cry
Though never at my will
Rather death come quietly
And that my heart were still
Quiet me, the hurt inside
Has waged on long enough
Burdened soul of hallowed mind
A spirit born of rust
Shadowed in the waking dawn
The demons take their leave
Resting, waiting, patiently
For my soul to thieve.
November 13, 2017