Empty

Freezing- sitting in an empty parking lot.

Looking up at the night sky,

wonder how I got here.

 

Floating in and out of consciousness.

The bliss of feeling nothing

no cold, no guilt and no way from me to feel, anything.

Just sweet sleep,

on the edge I feel a dream,

and I push it all away,

Do not want anything

To take away the peace,

I've finally found.

Author's Note

I wrote this when I was first sent somewhere for my addiction