It's two in the morning, with deep fears whispering in my ears and the
piercing sound of silence starts to suffocate me i can not find peace of mind,
my thoughts are never at ease, they consume me.
much like a Raging ocean my fears come in deep waves,
drifting me into a sea of self doubt and a dark sense of loneliness.
i am escalating to insanity, my thoughts are drowning me not like water lungs but like thoughts filling my mind,
stuck in a dark place with waves crashing into me, where my soul grows numb for the sound of my own screams.
my soul is growing weak not strong enough to pull myself to the suffer-face, my suffering has caught up with my thoughts. my thoughts overwhelmingly weigh me down into an abyss.
MY thoughts are gaining control over my weak limbs. my actions become unpredictable, it's too much to bare. I am gasping for air. with thoughts of giving into temptations, my thoughts has stolen my sense of identity.
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- Comment from author about the poem: late night thoughts
- Category: Reflection
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Great write
thank you!!!
Welcome
This is great. It drew me in.
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