If I close my eyes- my fears are my keep.
If I stay awake-the voices don't sleep.
My dreams and nightmares merge into one.
Reality seeps into my safe space.
It's as if this world wants me to break.
I don't know what this world will make.
I really think this time I'm done.
I really think this time- the thoughts I run from.
The thoughts I leave buried deep; will break through, and drown me in the abyss that is my life.
I am all out of fight.
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 11:51 PM UTC
If I close my eyes- my fears are my keep.
If I stay awake-the voices don't sleep.
My dreams and nightmares merge into one.
Reality seeps into my safe space.
It's as if this world wants me to break.
I don't know what this world will make.
I really think this time I'm done.
I really think this time- the thoughts I run from.
The thoughts I leave buried deep; will break through, and drown me in the abyss that is my life.
I am all out of fight.
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