Nightly Despair 

by Laura Santos

 

Trigger Warning: Sexual Assault, Suicidal Ideation

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Despair holds me witness to the dimming of the light,
Time is not healing, just festers the wounds in my heart,
Aching draws me closer to the solace of the night.

In the face of injustice, rage invades me like blight,
The harrowing experience tears me apart
Despair holds me witness to the dimming of the light.

Gambling away the will to keep up a fight
Withered by the heft of a zealous dart,
Aching draws me closer to the solace of the night.

As oxygen flees my lungs and you hold my chest airtight,
I wander through this ethereal land still left to chart,
Despair holds me witness to the dimming of the light

The weight of your absence overtakes me like a parasite
And with the fire in my blood starting to depart,
Aching draws me closer to the solace of the night.

I cease walking through this world full of spite,
Enthusiastic to hear the final beats of my heart,
Despair holds me witness to the dimming of the light
Aching draws me closer to the solace of the night.

 

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