The monsters in my head

"You wouldn't feel anything. Isn't feeling nothing better than feeling pain and anguish." "You don’t have to put up with any of this.” “Why don’t you just let it end?” These thoughts are silent, but sometimes they whisper, and that whisper gets so loud that an echo forms in my brain and I repeat those … Continue reading The monsters in my head

Am I yours?

I am the taunts of failure the echoes of death I am the breaking of hope the words of a last breath I am the cruelty of fate the loss of a friend I am the road untaken the path to an end I am the days of despair the empty droughts of a desert … Continue reading Am I yours?