In my head
Whispering dark truths
Begging me to pick up
My object of relief
22 days I was free
Free of the pain
Free of the torment
Free of destruction
The voices whispered
"just one last time please for me"
22 days
Down to zero
Now it whispers that i'm in too deep
Just when i thought i reached the end
I realized it'd just start
All over again
YOU ARE READING
Lonely but not Alone
PoetryThis is my work from over the past couple of months I'd like to share with you guys. yay. I'm sorry if any of this is trigging and I know it's kinda sad. so forgive me. It's ongoing work so I will be uploading different ones everyday or so. - Ofmic...
