Twenty Four Hours

My heart is shaking

In my chest

Am I really doing

My best?

Crushing under the weight

Of my thoughts

It’s been over 24 hours,

Once again I got lost.

It will never heal, too much

Time has passed.

I’m running away,

But the reaper is too fast.

My fingers are red,

Whose blood is this?

The pain is pulling me

Deep into the abyss.

I finished the whole bottle, but

It didn’t get better.

I lost my voice, but it

Doesn’t even matter

Anymore.