Darkness Poem by Bekk Escott

Darkness.
My mind is playing tricks on me.
Darkness.
My thoughts are taking over.
Darkness.
I am falling, and falling, but I do not want a saviour to catch me.
Darkness.
I have no fight left in of me.
Darkness.
The only comfort I find is silver and sharp in form.
Darkness.
I want the blood to run from my veins.
Darkness.
I need to wash away the pain and sorrow.
Darkness.
There is no light at the end of this never ending tunnel.
Darkness.
I will succumb to failure, and give in.
Darkness.
Forever.
Take Me Away.
Into the darkness.