Warrior of My Nightmare

They bring me down,
tear me to shreds.
I try and tune them out and wonder how much more I can bare.
When they’re done I rush for the bath,
fill it up and lye there.

Wondering if..
I’ll someday not rise for air.
If I’ll die from drowning.
If I’ll ever find comfort from
something other than not breathing.

I go to my room and my heart aches
as it slowly falls into the darkness
that stole the place of where my soul should be.
It waits for a brave warrior
to come save it and me.

Though knowing that will
never happen,
I sit there and cry.
Waiting for the day when it all ends.
When the world forgets about me and just goes on by.


by wantxtoxrun
posted on 12/31/1969