inside the demons hide
and the moments are colder
yet love blankets my bones
it’s so dark
the bright not seeping in..
I feel the howling whispers of defeat
the booming silence in this empty space
bores into my soul
The mental breakdown breaking something in me already wounded
Rising- I will face it with a steadfast perspective riding the ever changing tide of emotion and circumstance..
For now I will learn to listen in the dark
Knowing each moment holds the chance of a fresh new start