Gone Away
I stare into my cup of tea, searching
for answers in the swirls of milk
and honey. My head gets lost,
drifting into different worlds.
A slow descent into madness,
it comes on fast and doesn’t let go.
A waking nightmare of voices
and visions. Sleep comes
without rest. The darkness is invaded.
Loaded with my haunted subconscious,
I feel misplaced
and hopeless.
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