Alone

It's quiet,
And you're alone.
It's getting darker,
But you're just sitting there,
Staring at a clock;
The hours passing by.
12am, then 2am
And you're lost;
Stuck in time.
You've reached a dead end,
And nothing makes any sense;
You can't get past this.
So it doesn't matter if you sleep tonight,
It doesn't matter if you wake up tomorrow morning,
There's just too much in your head.
Your mind is a whirlwind;
You can literally feel it spinning around,
And there's no space for anything else.
You can't even calm yourself down,
You're simply lost in thought,
Sinking deeper and deeper;
Spinning faster and faster.
You're literally in your own head;
A powerless spectator,
And it just hurts.
And you feel like screaming,
But screaming won't help you
And you're crying,
And your head aches,
Because it's too loud,
And there's no escaping it.
So you're desperate,
Thinking maybe you can distract yourself,
Because physical pain?
How could that possibly be worse than this?
And you're alone with yourself,
And it's the darkest place that you could ever be.

Nyamedo