I wake at night
In a cold sweat
Afraid for my life
Afraid for my death
Monsters of my mind
Come out of the shadows
Watching, waiting
For a moment to strike
Screaming
Crying
Fear soaks into my body
Shakes and shivers
every inch, paralyzed and bruised
I want to run
I want to hide
But there is not hiding from the horrors in my head
So when all is said and done,
I wait.
I pray.
I hope.
I wait and pray and hope
and wait and pray and hope
until I'm an empty shell of what I once was.
I wait and pray and hope for an end.
Whether it be a peaceful sleep til morning,
or the big, forever sleep,
I wait.
I pray.
And I hope.
YOU ARE READING
who knew i was such a poet
Poetrymy dark, depressing thoughts all jumbled up into one place. i'm gonna try to keep it all poetry, but that might change. ⚠️WARNINGS: s*icidal thoughts⚠️
