NIGHTY-NIGHT

NIGHTY-NIGHT

The thought of writing to you,

Makes my tears stare daggers into my eyes.

I need to talk, but I'm tongue-tied.

I want to cry, but my desert-dry eyes keep whispering,

"Not all wants can be satisfied".

I can't scream, else I'll alert my monsters lurking in the darkness,

Taking whiffs of air to taste the scent of my fear.

So I've decided to try my best and shut down all my emotions.

Coz an emotionless person, cannot be hurt.

And with this thought, I close my eyes,

And breath my last breathe as a human,

And hope to wake up with all these emotions,

Fully driven away.

And as an empty framework.

Author's Note

Hi, so I'm currently in school. But u'll be hearing from me quite often,