Mental Torture (Night Night) Poem by Josiah Decker

Awake and in a daze
Asleep drowning in the flames
Screaming to God to end me
Maybe I'm not loud enough for his ears
Maybe he doesn't hear me when I dream

So I wait til I awake
But til then I'm a victim of my own mind
Cut to pieces
Burned at the stake
Stabbed with knives
I've died multiple times
But that was only in my mind

Mental torture, cuts deep
No blood, no bruise, just pain and anguish
Mental torture, how sweet
Oh, how my imagination just loves to kill me

My dreams are what I fear
They bring up what I tucked away
Guilt ridden memories, causing chaos
Let me die 10 more times, before you uncover my lies
Maybe then I'll feel better about dying 10 more

So as I awake I'm perfectly content
For I don't remember what goes on in my sick head
The torturous and murderous acts, my imagination cooks up
I'll go about my day, and die when I close my eyes tonight
Even God couldn't save my tortured soul

Mental torture, cuts deep
No blood, no bruise, just pain and anguish
Mental torture, how sweet
Oh, how my imagination just loves to kill me