Darkness Begins and Begins Again

*This is a poem regarding the repeated memory of traumas. It can be anything at any age. Enjoy!*

My eyes are closed,

Each sleepless night,

I’m falling into darkness.

I dread what comes,

I know it’s coming.

Silent, and without knowing,

My body stiffens,

Each little limb,

Pinned by shadowed weight.

My throat is closing,

My chest is pounding,

I am gone,

Back to the undeserving.

I see me there,

My younger self,

Such little bones, unmoved.

I know she knows,

Just close your eyes,

Endless dreams consume.

When morning comes,

I feel the sting,

The imprint of what has been.

The daylight passes,

Consumed with dread,

It soon begins again.

One last time, I nod to darkness,

This time I try to beg,

This repertoire hoax, Of repeated pain,

Will soon come to an end.