the clock
pointing to midnight
the walls are
coming closer and closer
i’m going mad
my biggest
fears begins to rule over my mind
scared of my own
thoughts
scared of
voices that tells me to die
i would put
my hands on ears
and close my
eyes
the paper
says “i’m depressed”
stuck between
haunting midnights
a fight
between life and death
have no clue where i shall seek shelter
