Sep 5, 2018 · 1 min read
Not a Happy Place
They come at night;
Those demons who like to see me in tatters,
feasting upon every bit of my soul.
Am I the only one? It’s alarming.
How do I pull the trigger on the thoughts enveloping my mind?
It’s easy to drown yourself in pills, they say.
But what if I wake up, and face another day,
yet another ordeal.
Is it easy to tie a noose around your mind?
They come to me in restless times,
and prey during my weakest hours.
It is a battle; every fuckin’ night I am left alone with endless thoughts of pain and misery.
choke on my sobs.
Every night.
And during the day,
I put on my most flamboyant mask,
and entertain the world with my charade.
Hoping one day it will all go away,
Eventually.
