4 Am Thoughts
My inner demons filled my soul
With death, spiders, cobwebs, and coal
They added the last puzzle piece
To make my life broken and complete
They show me ways to cope with life
Like using the all so well-known knife
They held me in their darkest time
Their soft whispers make me question life
I have the chance to make it stop
It will not take a lot
Have I developed a love for hate?
A feeling that's horribly great?
Have I fallen in love with falling
Have my fallen tears stopped me from crying?
Do I feel alive from dying?
Do I want to say goodbye
To the demons that roam my mind?
Copyright © Sianna Knight | Year Posted 2017
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