The Darkness

With a smile on my face I look in the mirror, suddenly darkness is enclosing me once again, the light seems to get farther away from me with each passing second

I’m trying to breathe but I keep falling deeper and deeper into the unknown

Can anybody on the outside sense what’s happening to me; is it just on the inside, have I not changed? Or am I just good at putting on a façade

Can you hear those deafening screams, or are they all just in my head? I sense I’m falling deeper and deeper into the unknown…

Is it just me or is everyone gone and I’m here all alone…

Suddenly I feel this sharp pain, I look down and see a dagger, I see blood on my chest, is that my heart bleeding?

But surprisingly it’s still beating am I not dead?

Darkness is upon me like a warm winter blanket on a steamy summer night. It’s weighing me down; it’ll be so easy to give up now.

Can you see my myriads of tears? Or is that the life being rinsed out of my soul together with my fears…

Why is this happening to me, I feel it does not fit!!

I was surrounded by light just yesterday, today the light is bleak

I’m not supposed to feel this way, I thought I just had to cry and be on my way…

This pain runs too deep I can only bear to peak. Now I’m terrified to look at that face in the mirror, afraid that this grieving darkness has pulled me in to deep…

Author: Wordophreniac

A sense of humor that lights up a room, an attitude to burn down a house, a deep soul to drown even the best swimmers.