Concave Peak

Mind unraveling 
Thoughts all scattering 
Head is spinning 
Can’t keep living

Restless nights 
Darkened frights 
Wake me with 
A thirst to write

Falling down 
Screams with no sound 
Hands are shaking 
Confidence breaking

Lies rewritten 
Tongue-bitten
Graves hidden 
Self smitten

Tears well up 
Death close-up 
Body’s heave 
Need to leave

Hope’s all gone
Without a song 
Won’t live enough 
To see dawn.