Majik Attik

Where Forgotten Things Go To Be Found

The Darkest Nights

The wind howls.
The trees sway.
How do I stop
Feeling this way?
My head’s full to bursting.
The voices, they scream.
It feels like I’m being
Ripped apart at the seams.
But I look in the mirror
And my figure looks fine.
Could I really be making
All this up in my mind?
The lights, the sounds,
My ears, they explode.
My heart, my being
Feels ready to implode.
I open my mouth,
But no sound is heard.
I scream with the strength of a hundred men
And yet, not a single sound is heard.
The sun shines through the smoke,
Covering everything with light.
But it doesn’t begin to illuminate
The darkest of nights.
The fire rages on.
The voices still scream.
Someone please help;
Tell me it’s all just a dream.
So many words rush to the surface;
So many thoughts cloud my mind.
I’m forced to sit and wait.
I’m forced to the back of the line.
I must break free.
I must not give in.
I can’t let them take over.
I can’t let them win.
But then, the sun shines through,
Showering everything with light.
I just hope it’s enough
To drown out the darkest of nights.