Poetry For The Hurt And Loved

never named

"Peaceful" nights
Full of lies
My head is screaming
All day tonight
They start quiet
But never stop
Stop
Please
I beg for release from this prison I've made in my head
No escape
Mental tape
Sticking me to this life
Loud voices scream to me
Let your skin destroy this knife
Cry cry but then I stop
No one cares about me
I used to be upon the top
And now everything crashes around me
What do I do
Keep fighting this voice in my head
Or do I silence it but lose myself in the process
Quiet nights
Fill my lights with the darkness of my own head
Yet few understand my dark light glowing dim
I'm growing dim
Fade away into the light of a night that doesn't go away