Mind echoing on empty,
a pill closer to demise.
Unbearable pain eases
as another memory dies.
Unable to think clearly,
tears clouding the vision.
Months spent in fear,
mindless indecision.
Feeling utterly inadequate,
can't do anything right.
Confirmed by the fact,
I woke up here tonight.
Months spent healing,
sink in dark despair.
Everything except,
the soul they repair.
Years have now passed,
time truly does mend.
I wish at the time,
I'd had a good friend.
a pill closer to demise.
Unbearable pain eases
as another memory dies.
Unable to think clearly,
tears clouding the vision.
Months spent in fear,
mindless indecision.
Feeling utterly inadequate,
can't do anything right.
Confirmed by the fact,
I woke up here tonight.
Months spent healing,
sink in dark despair.
Everything except,
the soul they repair.
Years have now passed,
time truly does mend.
I wish at the time,
I'd had a good friend.
Written Nov 07
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