Trapped In The Margins

I’m afraid to fall asleep

because there is nothing left.

No hopes.

No dreams.

No sign of a life well lived.

Only nightmares.

I can ignore the lies I tell myself

during the day.

Denial is easy.

Just turn it off.

No thoughts.

No feelings.

Ignoring the truth.

But it’s different at night.

My brain won’t let me.

I can’t ignore.

I can’t deny.

I’m held captive by my own mind.

There’s too much truth there.