The clock in my room creeps past 4am.
I refuse to look.
I’m so tired, but sleep eludes me. Being awake pains me, but the nightmares are infinitely worse.
I refuse to get help.
The light of a dim streetlamp shines through my window. It’s barely a difference, but I’m blinded.
I refuse to address the issue.
It’s an endless cycle, but…
I refuse to accept the truth.
You never get used to nightmares.
You never get used to seeing people die.
You never get used to watching helplessly.
You never get used to causing pain...
It’s been years since I was able to relax, why won’t the nightmares go away?
I’ve been tormented by the rage inside me, why can’t I be like everyone else?
It consumes me and is tearing me apart, why did it have to be me?
Why am I the one that has to suffer?
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