Goodnight

Nights spent, drenched in fear Knives available, pills in abundance Weight of the world, shoulders bear too much Journey's end is close, any further, too far Will buckles again, giving up once more. Dreams revisit reality, rest does not restore Eyes staring into darkness, a host without a soul Stutters return to words, chaos is difficult to hide Conscious of every action, comfort far away Victories have no count, losses accumulate. Waking up, a valueless effort Routine leaves little surprise, monotony appreciated Eating is too much, the thought of chewing daunts Threads around flesh, a cure so swift Forgiveness asked at length, a knot undone. Back to a room, a cell with comforts Finding means to harm, part of the process Seek out distractions, pain can be such Veins pronounce life, when its opposite is craved Fallen soldier, the war was never external. The sun descends, time to try again Insomnia is not true, mental anguish unsettles Adulthood was sought, sorrow discovered Seduced by permanence, a last breath known The minute is final, engrave it on a stone.