All the lonely voices crying for help their laughter chills my bones the darkness has taken control listening to their moans they're afraid at times but otherwise brazen you cannot see their face they scream insults, phrases, and words "you are a disgrace" there are voices in my mind impossible to silence everything is invisible to my eyes the voices act as tyrants the blackout of my brain became my reality I ask myself questions the voices ask "Is this really me?" The light shines in, it hurts, it burns the darkness inside me shrivels I cry out in pain, the light is evil I crumble to the ground and wither The darkness returns, I feel at home this is where I belong I live here in this pitch black night the light will soon be gone
I recall writing this during a school blackout. It was a super stressful time. There were at least ten officers in the building making sure everything was okay because the day before someone threatened to shoot up our school.