Whispers that come in the night

Often carry further than those in the day;

Alone, in the dark, eyes wide

Those haunting thoughts can’t be pushed away.

They run circles in your head,

Louder and louder they continue to grow,

No longer able to distract yourself

The taunting will just not go.

Tossing and turning, you twist restlessly

Wishing for mind-numbing sleep,

But instead you fixate on countless lies,

Which keep you awake and make you weep.

You allow the ghosts of your past to consume you,

Unable to fight them anymore.

So you surrender your mind for another night,

Desperately waiting for dawn.