In these moonlit hours
I lay here, my thoughts racing
Sometimes it's hard to handle
The realities that I'm facingMy mind is over-tired
Yet my thoughts keep me awake
It's just the way I'm wired
It feels as if there's no escapeFlashbacks hit me like a flash flood
I'm drowning in the memories
My wounds have opened, there is blood
Pouring from my arteriesAs the crimson river runs
It feels do or die, this battle
The journey's never any fun
When you're up a creek without a paddleI see everything so vividly
The visions that dance before my eyes
I'm overcome with melancholy
As I whimper out soft criesThen just as quickly as it came
The feeling is gone, I'm no longer numb
My body's shaking dissipates
As I brace myself for when the next wave comes

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