Enough

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I stare out into the blackness of my universe
melodies of silent notes sway my senses
Feelings numbed or maybe even dead

Am I dead?

I call out for help, screaming for someone, anyone
only to be answered by echoes of my own insanity
Yet the silence remains unhindered, unbroken.

Do voices in my head answer me?

I see demons everywhere & they see through me
Bloody and decayed they grin, feeding off of me
They grow stronger, more potent as i crumble

have the demons won?

I try and I fight but my own inhibitions tackle me
My thoughts aren't mine. My voice is morphed
I watch, my body occupied by someone else

Have I gone mad?

I resign any effort to fight, relinquish any hope of
finding that hint of light at the end of the tunnel
give up the hope of any sort of a happy ending

I've had enough.

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