Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jenna Brown Nov 2013
I long for something more
than I am right now.
I don't know how I will get there
I don't know if I'll get there
I don't know where there is.

Sleepless nights and painful awakenings
is not all I am.
I was meant for something more
than this
Jenna Brown Nov 2013
It's been months, years in fact
that I've had this body hauling itself over me
it wont leave nor will it stay.

It's a darkness, a voice
a crawling presence I feel behind me.
It craves self hatred and pain.
It's the thoughts I get late at night
when I cannot sleep.

It fades once I give in
and grows when I resist.
It's the tears I shed when I see happiness,
because I cannot remember
the last time
I felt it
Jenna Brown Jun 2013
Stiff eyes and a tired brain
Skin against the soft bed sheet
Curled up against the pillow
Body aching and a mellow heartbeat

But then I realised,
This is not a tiredness that can be resolved by sleep
I need to shut off the mind
And breathe deep down low
For I will be cured of this devil inside
Jenna Brown Jun 2013
Standing as one
Thinking like thousands
My mind consuming me
Like a cloud smothering a plane

The pressure of thought crushing my brain
My pulse rushing through my body
Hands shaking, legs trembling
a waterfall of emotion falls from my eyes
as I make the final decision

Something so simple can make such chaos
Inside my body, I cry
Ready to say goodbye to this war
Between myself, and this cruel world we call home

— The End —