The Dark Abyss

The dark abyss of the night seems to choke the very breath in me
I try to protest, hide under the blanket, giving myself a false sense of security
But it doesn't matter, the fears in the back of my skull clawing in so effortlessly
I toss, and turn, and make screams unheard, but the truth is, it's too late

Why have my emotions become unstable again? Is this my curse?
As though the words in my darkest poems have suddenly come alive in each verse
And though I scream for help, though I scream for you, though I scream for a nurse
I know my words will never make it, it seems this is my fate

The clock ticks loudly in the night, my sleep deprivation increases
And all I can do here, is try to solve a puzzle, a puzzle broken into pieces
But there's too many pieces for me to solve, in fact some of them have worn creases
And the voices return, but they don't bring love, they only bring volatile hate

I grasp the pillow and scream into heavily, hoping to eradicate the pain
But it seems the moment of sanity I had, has now turned me insane
It seems the ever daunting pain I always feel tugs me hard on a chain
I give my wrist a razor kiss, when my corpse hits the floor, please don't desecrate