A Waking Nightmare
I sit in the darkness
My elbows on my knees
I stare at the ground
As it's useless to look around
For all I will see
Is the dark that envelopes me
A moment later
I change my mind
And I look around
To see what I will find
But all I see is painful memories
That haunt me again
For the billionth time
A happy memory
Would be sublime
But the feral roar
Of my internal war
Drowns them out
And takes me with it
As I let out a strangled shout
And before I have time
To so much as think
I blink
And it is over
Hey, folks! This is jus a little poem I wrote whilst sitting in the dark and thinking about my past. I tried to desrcribe in poem form what occaisionally happens to me while I'm alone. Hope you guys liked it! Please comment and rate!