Spur of the Moment

Darker Thoughts

My thoughts..

They.. tend to have moments where they roam into the darkness

The darkness that holds the nightmares and fears

The darkness that takes the light wisps of gentle thoughts and swallows them

Taking them all captive as their replaced with darker wisps

Darker wisps that holds malice and harmful thoughts

Thoughts that are sadding

That are lies yet seems very true

 That makes the gentle heart I hold, break

Break from the feelings that the wisps hold to.

At times I feel as like I'm fighting a losing battle against the crashing waves of wisps

As they seem to hold the upper hand that brings me to my knees

The upper hand that anyone could leave from boredom or annoyance

That I can be forgotten and replaced 

 That I could possibly disappear and no tear will be shed

As it hits me with these feelings of loneliness, sadness, and insignificance simultaneously

Crashing into me and dragging me down into the depths with the under currents

Drowning me to were I can't breath at times

Silencing the voice I have by it's vicious waves when I try to call out for help

Making me feel like the light once held in me is slipping out of my reach

Little by little as the dark wisps swallow it whole as I sink deeper and deeper into their grasps

Making the gentle light once held in me turn black as I'm blinded

Blinded by the darkness and blinded from the light that I know is true

The blindness and sinking making it easy to give in

Give into the thoughts and letting them take me captive.