Random Write-Ups

Held

Cold runs the blood in my veins.

Isolated is what becomes of me.

Normal for others, yet for me is pure pain.

Engulfed by the darkness that won't let me go, nor flee.

I find myself lying down in the corner.

Salty liquid glimmers from my now dull orbs.

Voices ring in my head, which I hope won't last forever.

I am left alone in the abyss to wander -- lost.

To shield myself is all I'm trying to do.

For I have lost my will to retort, to fight.

Yet because of all I've gone through, I realized,

This is what it feels like to hug yourself through the darkness of the night.