More poems by tomoyan

My Day

Visions of death haunt my shadows
And even my time of rest becomes a freakshow
I seek shelter in my mind
But darkness dwells there too

My sanity is slipping
My heart is racing
Tortured daydreams, day in, day out

Never more alone, yet surrounded all at once
Secret friends inside my head
I am not insane, NOT NOT NOT INSANE!
Poem by tomoyan