Another long day. The voices won’t let me sleep.

[FinalDestiny]

I'm afraid,
I'm going to wake up
Realizing that, I'm done trying.
Another failed attempt,
I'm going to cry.
Is it a sickness?
awaiting stillness.
My mind won't stop,
I want to die.

Falter, faulted, a failure
I've been.
These thoughts keep racing,
The voices within.
I'm tortured, tormented,
I'm lost in a moment.
Your voice speaks the loudest,
With the silence it's in.

 

[systemic_livestock]

I'm afraid,
I'm going to wake up
Realizing that, I'm done trying.
Another failed attempt,
I'm going to cry.
Is it a sickness?
awaiting stillness.
My mind won't stop,
I want to die.

Falter, faulted, a failure
I've been.
These thoughts keep racing,
The voices within.
I'm tortured, tormented,
I'm lost in a moment.
Your voice speaks the loudest,
With the silence it's in.

How do you imagine death? Is it to be much alike how before we were born, perhaps akin to this sleeps you take with zero dreams, a different common idea is our memories as children flashing before our eyes untill its over. Do you ask yourself how long people will remember you after you die. How long untill they forget, what will happen to all your things, left used waiting for your return? I wish you well I hope you get your well deserved rest. <3