Stay Awake

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Screams in the shape of thoughts

I want to tear myself apart and engage in my own ruins

By the roots of a dark room

I'm sitting here

The shadows mumble, whisper, laugh and scream without making a sound

They're coming for me

I can't see them and nobody believes me

But I know who's out there

Come on and get me, I scream

These rooms stay quiet

But I know they're hiding

My head will explode with these demands and evil wishes

It will explode and leave dark matter all over the place

My demons will rise to the sun and turn into dust

My flesh will drip with black blood that is whispering

Every bone of me will turn into dust and smell like ashes

But now I'm screaming inside for them to stop

I turn around to see them

They always stay hidden in the shadows

Cowards as they are

I stay aware and conscious

Even though everyone else aren't and stare at me with worried eyes

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