Poetry

Desolation

For if you only knew of the voices in my head

They scream at me all day and night

Keep me up, oh how they scare me so much

Sometimes they speak to me of death

All I've ever wanted to do is sink into my unconsciousness

Not have to worry about my problems

Not have to worry about life

Not have to worry ever again

Oh how I'm just so tired of this life

Oh how I am so tired of waking up

I want to close my eyes and never open them again

We were all born to pass on anyway

-L.M