Fading Out (poems about life)

The Final Chapter

The story is over,
The tale of the faded girl
With the sun in her eyes and hope on her lips.
Another day, passed by so quickly
Yet slowly enough to fill a lifetime.

Black ink kisses her fingers,
The daily dose of drugs embracing,
Wrapping softly around her
To carry her to sleep once again.

She prays that the nightmares don't come back.
Not tonight, at least,
She thinks,
Holding on to the last threads of hope.
Spare me just one night.
One night where her thoughts are silenced,
Her mind at peace.

The soft blanket of sleep slides over her eyes,
She doesn't fight it, doesn't even try.
The meds take their hold
For yet another night in a row,
Dragging her into a blissful darkness.

They steal her away,
Into a place of silent serenity,
Where nothing matters any more,
Reality doesn't matter,
And neither does anything except the soft, steady beating of her heart.

This is her only chance to escape,
And she holds it right with both hands
As she slips away into the dark.