Haunted

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My sleep was stolen, I'm searching for thieves

These memories in my head, are too vivid to see.- Insomnia, ZAYN

Insomnia is becoming merciless day by day.

Certain memories haunt me at night,

Forcing me to embrace euthanasia.

Liquor, smoke and toxic thoughts,

Have become the only companions of mine.

Things keep changing, But not the way I want them to.

Silence has become my favourite muse, feelings don't remain stagnant anymore.

Ruefulness is veiled in every faint smile of mine.

I shout my lungs out, but no one hears me scream.

The end forces me to let go with an "I'm fine."

Silent weeping hurts,

Blades, scissors, knives and pins, are all I desire now.

Interaction has already failed, feeling vacant inside.

These nights are dark,

And so is life.

Do clouds really have a silver lining?

I wonder!