There’s this silence that grips me and swallows me whole. It pulls and tears at the strings that keep my heart together. This silence takes over the depths of my soul and makes madness my only port of call.
Please grant me peace in my piece of lost mind. Unmaze my thoughts and help me. I don’t want to be wanted by others, I want to be wanted by you, need to be wanted by you.
Lest my heart and soul disappear to the depths of fear and death I beg of you to pull me from the bottom of this nowhere place. Take me in and keep me. For I will die should this passivity delve any deeper en-folding me with its silence.
Another WriterB Original.