Fri, 06/15/2018 - 17:47 -- sabi

It's been so long, since I have fallen asleep

I fear my strength will leave and I won't wake

I drift into a dark and weakened deep

Will you give me a dream for goodness sake?

Dry skin, blurred vision, metal taste and smell

My senses fail. I shall prevail. Exhale

I lay in streets or hallway hidden well

So people don't think me a troubled fail

I keep to myself, stress, beat I don't say

Yet, If you see my brokenness please don't run

Mind full of thoughts and heart full of gray

My spirit is gone, find me a gun

  A victim spawned from annihilation

  Escape is not within this depression


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