Losing my mind piece by piece to seclusion
“Im sorry but thank you”
Thinking of permanent darkness surrounded by my sin
“I’m sorry but thank you”
The word forbidden by internet means crowding my brain as voices tell me my worthless nature
“I’m sorry but thank you”
I see the ghosts outside my vision getting I closer and closer as the walls melt
“I’m sorry but thank you”
Leaving the darkness always known to be present isn’t escape it’s leaving to it someone else who no longer had the breath to say I need you