some days, i even forget to get out of the bed,
chasing after the demons inside my head
the 3 am demons inside the walls i made
leaving burnt footprints everywhere they tread.

some days, i even forget to sleep,
hearing the voices all too deep
reminiscing the promises we couldn't keep
searching answers to the questions i seek.

and every day, it feels like a chore,
ballistic within my mind, more than before
louder and prouder, the voices roar
dead—you say? not even living anymore.


© Rabina_azrael
#sad #sadness #Love&love