Stumbling in the darkest nights,
In search for light –
Which will never come.
I ventured too far;
I opened too much;
I should’ve kept my mouth –
Shut.
Now; I am intoxicated:
By the darkness;
By my thoughts;
By my emotions.
They never –
Shut up.
Drinking shuts their voice –
Only for a couple of hours;
So, I drink and drink and
I drink. It makes me feel –
Better. But, its venom hurts.
Yet, I feel great.
So, I continue.
Although, I am slowing dying,
I won’t have to hear their voice.
I will die in peace –
Intoxicated.
Jul 7, 2018
Jul 7, 2018 at 1:33 PM UTC
Stumbling in the darkest nights,
In search for light –
Which will never come.
I ventured too far;
I opened too much;
I should’ve kept my mouth –
Shut.
Now; I am intoxicated:
By the darkness;
By my thoughts;
By my emotions.
They never –
Shut up.
Drinking shuts their voice –
Only for a couple of hours;
So, I drink and drink and
I drink. It makes me feel –
Better. But, its venom hurts.
Yet, I feel great.
So, I continue.
Although, I am slowing dying,
I won’t have to hear their voice.
I will die in peace –
Intoxicated.
