Waiting,
Sighing,
Slowly,
Dying,
The forest sways,
And sings it's song,
Waiting for,
something to go wrong,
Darkness,
Closing in,
Darkness,
Will surely win,
My mind's a blank,
My heart is dead,
Darkness calling,
Screaming head,
Slipping away,
Yet holding on,
Waiting for,
Darkness to come.
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I'm clumsy, clueless, insanely shy and generally a lunatic.
Black. That's what I see. Eyes can't be open. An unknown. Tortured soul. In the dark abyss. Horrid shadows. Sucking me in. Little black hole. Fall again. Fell again. Demons take me. Tell me. Hold me.
Living became a struggle. Breathing hurt. What if I'm too messed up to remember how to breathe. What if no amount of medicines, therapists, hope can save me.
I walk these halls. Frightened. Anyone could be in here. I wouldn't even know it. People could be watching me. I could be murdered. But nothing ever happens. I just scare myself.
The rain, the storms, the showers... They last for hours and hours I lay in the dark In fear of my thoughts You see it's from them that I cower The rain, the storm, the showers...
"Are you okay?" They pretend they want to know. I see right through their façade But I don't tell them so. "Are you happy?" If it satisfies them, then yes.
(Sorry feeling down at the moment and slightly bored) One more cut. I knew it wouldn't be enough to ease my internal pain, a deep sickening pain that tortured me daily, but...
The walled garden and the empty overgrown lake. Your eyes flutter as you gently drift awake. The owl and the cockerel call to the moon. Fear not dear one sleep will find you again soon.
Life is a brutal hole were sea’s are filled with crimson sins. As night was snuffed out by light it hid inside my body. Its rot infesting my body, devouring my soul.
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