I have become one of them
One of those who face nightmares
With their eyes wide open
And their wrists cut deep
Drowning in thoughts even deeper
As we cannot sleep
Our mind knows no rest
Our heart knows no relief
Perhaps you would know best
If you were to see me
My eyes are masked
With the dark shadows
Of my thoughts
Of my demons
And one day
They promised me
An everlasting relief
And eternal sleep.
