Consuming Me

January 28, 2014

The darkness falls again

Leaving no chance of light

Of hope...

Nightmares comsume

What used to be dreams

My mind plays tricks on me

Things aren't what they seem

Fighting my fears

I struggle for control

I feel like I'm falling

Deeper into myself

With chance of escape...

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