Beginning my quest into darkness
The coming of late night
I know it's about the time
I will fall and fall and fall
To the pit of sorrow
And guilt
Every word I ever said, ever heard
Will force itself into the space behind my eyes
Causing the same ache
That is repeated immeasurably
Thoughts forcing their way out
By bruising the inside of my skull
Something I will always feel
© Becca 2012