in the middle of the night- I can't sleep
the darkness in my room is full
of silence and unknown shades
-so deep
quiet I try- to close my tired eyes
to fall into my dreams
and wake up with the light
but I keep hearing- this voices in my head
whispering inside of me
one is saying I should be dead
I feel the dread come crawling
- in my soul
a dreary past came alive once more
an insomniac night with wide open eyes
I try to eliminate the thoughts of my mind
time heals all wounds
- but that's not true
a part of the past
- is haunting me still | 
Submission Name: Insomniac night ( crawling dread )
