The Nightmare

Setting on the floor I'm crying so hard the pain is unbearable, I'm feeling so weak I'm holding a bottle a bottle filled with pills im holding my hand out and everywhere I look there is emptiness. Im a ghost im dissapearing as the nightmare fades, everything is like a pain blackness all around trying to forget my past. My dimming eyes were blinded by the glare of the light, I wish for the waters to flood this nightmare, and wash away the dead when the ghost of loneliness would break into my head drowning inside of my demoralized thoughts. And when the night no longer turned to day my mind remained void, and drenched in grey.