Wrote 10/19/17 by: Alayna Stevens
I feel it again I'm slowly slipping, slowly slipping back into that black hole. Everything feels a bit surreal I don't know where to go. However there's a fear this fear of falling so deep I won't reappear. What to do where to go I'm slowly slipping into this rabbit hole. Things whizzing by without any sense of time. The Loneliness is creeping back with the cold. I cry so much I wonder if I'm dehydrating. But yet no one hears. I guess my face is just a great liar it shows I'm happy but yet I have no fire. The person I once was is slipping away again. Slowly slowly slipping down deep into the blackness of the rabbit hole to never reappear.
YOU ARE READING
Late night thoughts
RandomJust some poems or short stories that I've wrote don't judge and please be kind besides you did click on my book ;) Message me or comment constructive criticism if you have any, please no copying or plagiarism!! Thank ya hope you enjoy
