The shadows are calling; The darkness so tempting. Seeping through the cracks; Of a mind once in tact. A mind that was broken; And now serves as a token. Of a life not lived; Not because of what I did. But because no one ever cared; To help me be prepared. For the sleepless nights; Lying motionless with constant sight. Of the entire event; BEGINNING, MIDDLE, END. on constant repeat; I can't remember how to sleep. I close my eyes; And hear nothing but cries, Smell nothing but death, Feel nothing but regret. So there I lie; And silently cry. But tomorrow will come; From that I can't run. Then I'll relive it again; I just want it to end.