It screams beneath my skin,
rattling the walls of my skull,
a noise that never quiets,
a hurt that has no name.
Dark clouds erupt and gather,
swallowing every trace of light,
turning each breath into a battle,
every heartbeat a fight to survive.
I stand in the middle of it,
soaked in the chaos,
waiting for the sky to break
but the storm only circles,
refusing to let me go.
A sense of desperation,
showing only one distant escape,
aching for one final sunrise,
questioning why I should remain at all.
Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 12:53 PM UTC
It screams beneath my skin,
rattling the walls of my skull,
a noise that never quiets,
a hurt that has no name.
Dark clouds erupt and gather,
swallowing every trace of light,
turning each breath into a battle,
every heartbeat a fight to survive.
I stand in the middle of it,
soaked in the chaos,
waiting for the sky to break
but the storm only circles,
refusing to let me go.
A sense of desperation,
showing only one distant escape,
aching for one final sunrise,
questioning why I should remain at all.
Awaiting the end
