Diseased Mind

writersblock

I’ve begun to hate the nights the most

Because that’s when all my fears

And anxieties overtake me

And I let them

They fill my every bone

With their disease

I can’t escape them

They tell me lies that I can’t help but believe

They run through my head

And are slowly tearing me apart

They’ve taken the person I once knew

And replaced her with a stranger

A stranger who is sad

Who is empty

Who just wants to be normal again

I want to drown them

But they are drowning me

  • Author: writersblock (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 22nd, 2016 18:05
  • Category: Unclassified
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