Written: 1/29/2025
Tears stream down my face
As I crawl into bed
Pulling the covers over my head
Trying to survive another day
Despite the internal battle
How many days
Losing count
Tears continue to fall
Dripping on my pillow
Praying it will end
Thoughts consume me
Like the fog over an ocean
No light to be seen
Screaming to be heard
For no sound escapes
It is too dense
Thoughts of harm
Not being here
Creep in
Like a slithering snake
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