Loneliness
Darkness
Silence
Unwanted thoughts haunt the mind

Cobwebs settle on the happy times
As time turns to dust
Eons go by shrouded in mist

Is it wrong to feel alive
At
The pain these wounds inflict
This is what has become the norm
Expectation of better days lost

Finding solice and comfort
In this solitary confinement of the mind
Heres where your demons
Become
Your
Friends

People say they understand
But their hollow words take no root

The mind becomes a derelict playground
Broken Swings and Merry Go rounds
The laughter is your own .

Lonliness
Darkness
Silence
Unwanted thoughts haunt the mind