Overwhelmed with sadness
Above all night’s stillness surrounds me fear and pain. Lost and paralyzed, descending.
I finally understand that what I desire most is not obtainable. What do I become with this knowledge. Who knows where this leads…
Each night I dream of death.
Ever-present pain, my shadow - my soul. Camouflaged by design. Behind my mask lays a horrifying honesty. Willing death.