Darkness

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You're a smoldering feeling. When you're around my chest is tightened, my lungs are crying, my nerves are unhinged and my breathing is frying.

You're especially with me as I lay in bed at night. You hold me tight, squeezing me so I can't breathe right. You're a chill running down my spine, the ignitions to my darkest thoughts.

You prey on the emotions I so graciously show you, I so willingly feel.

You take my breathe away, but not for the better. You make me fall asleep and wake up bitter.

I don't like you, and that's a fact, but no matter what I do you'll always come back.

I can push you away to try and stop this restriction, I can shout "No!" at the top of my tearful lungs, I can breathe as much fire as I can muster but it's all futile.

You're my darkness that preys at night.

A darkness that'll never let go.

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