Why can I never sleep at night?
I lie there and think, watch the night consume everything but me
That encroaching black calling to me
Mocking me, teasing me.
The fucking hours I count, the tears I shed
Thinking about useless memories and wishing they were a dream
Those nightmares would be a god send.
Because anything is worse than the nothing I feel.
A stab in the dark, the life leaving my eyes
Maybe nothing is a good thing, a blank slate to taint once again
The light slowly creeping in through my bedroom window
Calling to me, holding out a hand
Except it isn't there at all.
About the Creator
Joshua Alden
I've always had a passion for creative writing from a young age and I want people to see just how i express myself
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