SQ’s Diary…

The voices are louder now.

In they echo, closer they are.

They scream, laugh at me.

No, they’re no longer far.


Fun and games, laugh and play.

Watch them chant and sing.

Closer they get… the more I pay.

The more I fear I’ll slip…


Blood drips from my pages-

Running from my nose.

It’s been like this for ages.

More out of my eyes, I scream.


I claw at my face in pain-

I wish there was some way

To stop the red rain.

But still, it falls.


Behind my shut doors,

Outside my windows.

And there, it pours.

I wish there was a way.


But I know-

There’s no way…

To make them go.

And so I sit.


And wait…

Because maybe-

I’ll reach my fate.

I’m ready…

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