Midnight Madness
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It comes saturated by twisted nightmares [(code much)]
Devouring me in a million ways
Cold sweats and raging fevers the only company on the crowded streets of my mind.
They whisper to me the things I refuse to hear in my waking.
They push at me and pull at me in so many directions that my subconsciously clouded thoughts get ripped apart.
A shred of myself devoted to my heart...
A chunk spent on my soul...
The rest scrambling to come together in a feeble attempt to protect what little good is left inside of me.
Oh, how I wish you could be there to witness it.
The beautiful chaos that resides where I used to rest my head.
What I wouldn't give to find my comfort again.
My musings barely scratch the surface of the turmoil inside of me.
A constant battle waged between heart and mind..
Never a solution...
Never any compromise...
I'm struggling to find a way around it.
Yet, in the midst of my struggle, I can only manage to wake up feeling wounded once again.
~crystal-dawn