Night Terrors

Outside the world turns black, inside I sit alone.

I know they are coming for me,

I hold no intention of putting up a fight.

The nightmares of my past, reborn.

To die would be more inviting.

Crushed beneath my body weight in sadness.

Fear eating at my gut.

My soul soaked in liquor,

My heart starving for hope,

And me,

Knowing that there is none.

These are the nights.

You wont want to travel them alone.

Reviews

Deep, dark, occult and yet with a lovely bite. A sign of emptiness, but with hope still... You must totally know dark, to know nor appreciate light. I think we can shake hands. Thank you for just being you, instead of all the ones who are just writing about the flowers, and the sun and the bee's, and some lovely trees. Appreciated.

~ Elisa Laura

[Alessander]

I like the dichotomy right off the bat.

The external blackness reflecting the internal emptiness.

Also, the line "crushed beneath my body" and "eating at my gut" portray a very physical, almost nauseous, fragility that is ready to break or evaporate.

[Gaige]

Disheartening, but in a good way. It makes me sad to realise that there are people, like you, who are just as lonely and sorrowful as I am. Your darkness is beautiful, thanks for letting me see it.

[god is not great, I am]

actually, probably my favorite.
I am very disappointed with how little attention it has earned.

[Lost]

I love you.

[RAWR!]

i love the line 'I hold no intention of putting up a fight' in the context of a nightmare.
well done buttons.

[Nessa Aurinko]

Wow the imagery in this is fantastic, the line 'soul soaked in liquor' really stands out to me. I am a sufferer of insomnia myself and this describes it so accurately.