Stop to think before you act
As everyone had always said
When surrendering to the dark
Silence grows heavy
Thoughts begin to spiral
Right before bed
Moon comes by as an old friend
Drawing soft shadows along the wall
Bringing light even to the dimmest flames
Yet one night moon never comes
She waits by bedside
Without the moon's warm light
Darkness begins to tug at her
Until she succumbs to its promise
Of an eternal flame
Not meant to warm
Simply to blind those who fly too close to the sun

Before she turned 18 she made a wish that once she was gone no one would remember
But...
She was once 14 when she wished for flight or super strength
Then things became tough
She turned 15 wished for invisibility
When that didn't come
She turned 16 wishing for a chance at happiness
Yet nothing came
She turned 17 with a wish of death
...
She turned 18 and got her wish

Nightmares to another place
A place I call home…
Called home
To dream again was to face it
To look away was to be free
Yet that ache would never dull
The farther I ran, the more it would pound
Engulfing my skull until
Until it wasn’t enough
Until I became my greatest fear