september 13th, 2024

my past is mine
i write what i know
the words come easily
effortlessly they flow

pen on the paper
ink on the page
the room fills with smoke
the burning of sage

going back in time
i'm no longer here
i was a different person
suffocated in sadness & fear

i fell into depression
made some bad choices
my mind got paralyzed
i heard so many voices

the devil's work
hellfire he lit
i wasn't prepared
the psychosis just hit

completely unrecognizable
i had a new pulse
lost in my own world
my reality was false

i remember everything
i made it out alive
i wish i didn't
how did i survive?

i used to have dreams
i was back in that place
my nightmares felt real
tears burned down my face

through & through
thoughts of my past
the effects of my trauma
how long will they last?

i want to forget
all of the pain
haunting my memories
burning my brain

my soul was destroyed
turned to dust in the ground
i can finally sleep
in the peace i have found