• I'll shut my eyes and fall asleep.
    Embrace the thoughtless world of dreams.
    And if the dream is fair enough,
    I might just fail to wake back up

    Since failure's something I befriended
    once my other friendships ended.
    Bonds of love were quickly drown
    when I kept letting love ones down.

    But down’s a place that I have traveled
    after my life became unraveled.
    Its deadly slope keeps getting steeper
    as my dark thoughts become much deeper.

    Maybe it’s best if I stopped thinking?
    To keep myself from further sinking,
    I’ll kill my thoughts by simply sleeping,
    since it’s my mind’s fault I am weeping.

    I’m fairly sure though, my mind is gone.
    Abandoned me and carried on.
    Perhaps I wouldn’t feel so hallow
    if my emotions would just follow.

    Too many feelings flood my heart.
    They make me rip myself apart.
    My innards ache from mad self-loathing
    as bitter tears dampen my clothing.

    So as I cry myself to sleep,
    and sip in poison apathy,
    I’ll shut my eyes on what is broken
    and hope again, they never open.