Storm
My eyelids are clouds
heavy with raindrops
I don't want to die
I'm just hoping the pain stops
Nights spent awake
Praying to the ceiling
For happiness,
numbness,
maybe some healing
I'm feeling like I can't take this much longer
My heart is getting weaker
Depression is stronger
A black hole drains
The life from my veins
I'll plaster a fake smile
To mask all of this pain
My heart is bound in chains
I'm powerless to resist
The desire to spark a fire
On the surface of my wrist