A Diary From Noone

She spoke but no one heard, every scream seemed a whisper, and so she took pen to paper...

Tag: #dark

Early Bird at Winter…

When last mine eyes were open it was dark,
Alas once leaving slumber,
Surrendering to tomorrow,
Mine eyes twitch and open with a quiver,
Tis unbearable to only receive more Darkness,
It’s now that time of year, Nearing festive cheer,
The air is cold and crisp, Summertime has truly gone!
So put away your skirts and dresses,
Flip-Flops,
Sandals and summer finesses, Dig out your winter boots,
And the warmest of coats,
For now is the dark era of the year.

Dark Mind…

The most scary place that I have ever seen,
Is far worse then you can imagine,
Way beyond your darkest dreams,
Because you are not confronted with how real it seems,
But a reality most revealing,
Where terror brews not from paranoia,
Fear of the unknown,
But simply,
And unmistakably,
What is,
I have been,
I have witnessed,
I have been imprisoned,
In the timeless,
Commonly never opened,
Nor revealed,
Vermin infested part of the mind,
Where what we commonly know as darkness,
Is light,
Leaving nothing out of sight,
No boundaries,
No filter,
All monsters roam free,
There is nowhere to hide,
And they are all after Me,
If you don’t believe,
Stay blissfully in denial,
If intrigued,
I warn You,
Stay away,
You are free,
This is a place of horror,
That you do not want to visit,
Or see,
Because there is no coming back,
It has a hold of many,
And has brutally captured Me,
Life now,
Will never be the same as it used to be.

Ending My Life…

By the roadside,
I ponder,
Trying to process,
Each thought like a knife in my chest!
I would openly confess,
They need not interrogate me like I am under arrest,
All is unclear,
Time lost.
I cannot remember before,
I am struggling with today,
And fearful of tomorrow,
Carrying my heavy burden of sorrow.
I was fast,
I was quick,
Gliding down the motorway,
I ran out of fuel,
Landed on a side road,
Out of harms way.
Blinkers on,
But no power to carry on.
My phone has full battery,
But I have no one to call.
Looking down,
I see my seat belt on,
This sequity measure assures me that this was not planned,
I am guessing that I was on a mission,
Definitely going forward,
And in a second,
It ended,
My purpose,
My focus,
My control,
My goal,
Just stiff and numb,
Everything stopped,
Time,
Sound,
Smell,
Stuck in my own personal hell,
Left with slight feeling,
And full sight.
Looking into the mirror,
My reflection does not look right,
Looking older than my years,
Fading away,
Out of fight.
My bare feet on the cold ground,
I feel the vibration of a large vehicle drawing close,
The headlights are bright,
Intense without sound.
I step into the light,
Immediately ending all of my pain and strife,
Subsequently ending my life.

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