The Monsters

There's a fuzziness in my brain.

There's a pounding in my brain.

My heart won't stop racing.

I feel like I can't quit moving.

I've made friends with the monsters inside of me.

I let them feed off my soul.

We're all spiraling downward.

It's getting out of control.

I'm lost to the darkness.

This is me letting go.

The sound of the silence.

The peace in the dark.

Keep me at a distance.

It's problematic at best.

There is no salvation.

No rest for my bones.

So I sit here in solace.

With the comfort of not knowing.

My quest for redemption is now put on hold.