The dark hours of the day, night.
The hour of horrors and fright.
My eyes are heavy, pleading for sleep.
My mind is racing. It hurts.
Pain, pain, more pain.
Pain and darkness.
Life is made up of memories, and these memories come flooding back.
These memories I want to forget.
These memories that won't go away.
My mind is screaming, my mouth is silent and still.
Then comes the numbness. I can't feel anything.
But everything hurts. I'm stuck, I'm lost, I'm broken.
Help.
"Give me sleep. Let me rest." I beg.
Nobody answers, my eyes are still wide.
Suffering for hours until something takes pity on me.
A glorious moment, my eyes flutter shut.
"Thank you." I whisper. I'm asleep.
Unconcious for just a few hours, safe and released.
But nothing good ever lasts.
I wake up.
