Nights like these,
every muscle in my body
screams for help,
but my soul,
always mum,
never speaking,
never complaining;
mortified by the changes,
has secluded itself
into a dark corner.

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Nights like these,
I wonder
if God brought an
Apocalypse
right about now,
how many people
would actually thank him for it?

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Nights like these,
words are my adversary,
I can't place my feelings,
and 'backspace'ing is the
only emotion I relate to.

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Nights like these,
I caress my scars,
beautiful pieces of art,
on my wrist,
each one, proclaims
of a battle waged
against my own self.

Won, but at what cost?

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Nights like these,
I drown myself
in the void
within,
bated breath,
I sink further,
deeper,
and then,
hit rock bottom;
nothingness.

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Nights like these,
I'm drained,
physically, but more
emotionally.
Why do you always
have to have it
'together'? Why can't
you, just let go?
It's so darn difficult,
to keep your mind
from going insane.
Sanity then, seems like
candy.

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Nights like these,
peace, is a traitor,
ditches me, to find
someone worthy.

Chaos,
comes to the rescue,
suddenly,
makes perfect sense,
and comforts me
like an old friend.

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Nights like these,
I crave for your touch
on my skin, again,
but then,
I look at the scars
you gave,
all these years,
and,
I go back to sleep.

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Nights like these,
I really wish,
I could slit your throat,
and finally,
get some sleep.

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Nights like these,
when the pain
is unbearable,
darkness comes
to the rescue,
calms the chaos
in my troubled mind,
hugs me tight,
and cradles me
to sleep.

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