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Wishing For Amnesia.
Darkness is pulling me under,
Enveloping my soul.
Clinging to me with its bloodied claws,
Swallowing me whole.
Pain, numbing pain,
Is the only thing I feel.
Wounds that run deep,
Scars that will never heal.
Depression is pulling me under,
I’m in a dark abyss.
How long before I hit the ground?
How much further to fall like this?
Loneliness, my companion,
It is my only friend.
Nobody around to help me,
Alone I’m left to fend.
Insanity, my life’s destination,
Too many voices in my head.
To which shall I listen to?
Which will I follow in the end?
Maybe I should pop some pills,
Or drink the pain away.
Anything to forget it all,
Even just for a single day.
Wishing for amnesia,
It would be my only cure.
Wishing for amnesia,
The only way I think I can endure.
Published 11th Jan 2015
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Anonymous
28th Oct 2015 1:51pm
Oh boy, do I ever relate to this poem,
creep-in-the-corne, at least from my
past. Thank goodness I have thrashed
all my demons to the point where they
only nudge me here and there these days . . .
"Depression is pulling me under,
I’m in a dark abyss.
How long before I hit the ground?
How much further to fall like this?="
The above stanza stands out.
creep-in-the-corne, at least from my
past. Thank goodness I have thrashed
all my demons to the point where they
only nudge me here and there these days . . .
"Depression is pulling me under,
I’m in a dark abyss.
How long before I hit the ground?
How much further to fall like this?="
The above stanza stands out.
