There’s a war in my head.
I’d rather stay in bed.
My heart is aching.
I’m slowly breaking.
A dark cloud
Shouting very loud.
Darkness comes out to play.
Please, go away.
An old foe,
Greeting me, “hello.”
Never my friend.
I want it all to end.
No one sees me bleeding.
The art of deceiving.
I feel so alone,
Wishing I was made of stone.
No one hears my screams.
How I wish it was all a dream.
As i drown in the storm
With nobody to keep me warm.
