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But I'll take the plunge anyway, I shouldn't care.
Every day I strive to be
The last horrid memory,
A beast no soul should ever see
Though deep inside and truthfully
No more than a sickly flea
Hides behind this "beastly" me.
But each night I try to sleep
Endlessly they gnaw and rip
Through my flesh and heart they tear
Helplessly, I can't but stare.
And my mind is filled with dread,
Filled with thoughts I left unsaid
And my Light left me alone
For my sins I can't atone.
Is there any end to this ceaseless nightmare?
To these thoughts, mine, that I cannot bear,
You the reader, I beg and I implore,
Please, help me find the quiet which I yearn for.