This reoccurring loneliness haunts me,
Never leaving after I scream and plead continuously,
Staying as I bleed and bleed until morning--
Only then will it set me free for a moment.
And it sways with whispers in my mind,
Keeping me awake into the bitter hours of night,
Until the darkness fades and trades for light--
Only then will I be free despite exhaustion.
And the silent darkness talks my heart away,
Filling my mind with tarred decay.
I'm letting go; I've said all I have to say.
Only now will I be absolutely free--
Life is never innocent as it puts on to be;
Death is the only way to get away from what's killing me.
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