in the middle of the night- I can\'t sleep
the darkness in my room is full
of silence and unknown shades

-so deep

quiet I try- to close my tired eyes
to fall into my dreams
and wake up with the light
but I keep hearing- this voices in my head
whispering inside of me
one is saying I should be dead
I feel the dread come crawling

- in my soul

a dreary past came alive once more
an insomniac night with wide open eyes
I try to eliminate the thoughts of my mind
time heals all wounds

- but that\'s not true




a part of the past




- is haunting me still