sometimes, you think you are alone… but that’s not always the case. I can’t sleep anymore I can’t think straight anymore My emotions are a wreck and I’ve been in this bathroom for what feels like hours. On the floor. Reeling from the sponge’s sting. Trying to drown out the pain. Wash off the blood. To not feel dirty. You did this to me, you know? You made me this pitiful wretch here And you stand there smiling happy, living as if last night never happened, Or nev

Something wicked this way comes I wonder from whence it blows and pity where further it will go fear tickles my faith and mind knowing this is the worst of its kind in truth, I cannot withstand the miserable thick at hand. such eerie sounds. such dirty howls. something wicked this way comes what treacherous lost wind is this? #darkness #lost #wind #poetry #breeze #poem