I am awake wide awake, there is no escaping this mass destruction of endless insomnia. Every time I close my eyes all I see is the tales of loneliness with a hint of fear blindsided by paranoia.
I wish I could claim sanity, I wish I could claim good health. I try to run yet I am stopped in my tracks by a sudden hold of temptation looming me back into an endless cycle of wounds and ****** tales. I can’t seem to get a grip, I am weak.
Trauma is that you? It has to be you haunting me right? My ally, my old friend? The ghost from a past life I always knew. No this is me it always has been I haunt my own tale. I am wide awake or am I? I feel numb, floating but not going anywhere roaming around in my own thoughts trying to find answers yet to be met with nothing.
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 11:23 AM UTC
I am awake wide awake, there is no escaping this mass destruction of endless insomnia. Every time I close my eyes all I see is the tales of loneliness with a hint of fear blindsided by paranoia.
I wish I could claim sanity, I wish I could claim good health. I try to run yet I am stopped in my tracks by a sudden hold of temptation looming me back into an endless cycle of wounds and ****** tales. I can’t seem to get a grip, I am weak.
Trauma is that you? It has to be you haunting me right? My ally, my old friend? The ghost from a past life I always knew. No this is me it always has been I haunt my own tale. I am wide awake or am I? I feel numb, floating but not going anywhere roaming around in my own thoughts trying to find answers yet to be met with nothing.