In my world of eternal darkness,
even sleep won't let me rest.
The nightmares haunt me,
and even death can offer no escape.
The cycle just repeats:
I must wait to be reborn,
and live this hell some more.
Why can't I have oblivion?
Nothingness -
that's all I seek.
Numbness helps,
but it's temporary -
an illusion -
a cruel mockery, nothing more, of what my heart desires.
Sleep and ultimately, death -
they lure me in,
and promise me release,
but nothing ever lasts,
except for pain. Depression. Grief.
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