Inside by Bob W Christian

I want to climb
Inside your head,
Experience how
You saw things,

When you said
You’d had enough
Of this world, and
Wanted to leave it.

The lights, sounds,
Shimmering; flashing
Inside of your brain.

The deafening silence
Inside this place
Swallows all of your
Screams for help whole.

It’s an Unbearable
Emptiness. Just one
Slip, and you could fall
Back into its deep abyss.

In this loneliness,
I thought you could
Use a hand, to grab
You when you’re falling.


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