{"sf1_id":511448,"sf2_id":null,"title":"NightMares","author":"chippysbud2","words":157,"posted_at":"2013-03-09T15:11:00.000Z","tags":["Death","Hate","Nightmares","Poetry","Suicide","cutting","sadness","scars"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/511448-nightmares","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/511448","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=511448\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"I started this awhil ago in my head, but i could never figure out how to end it, until yesterday.\ni feel like shit all the time now though so...yeah.","content":"of dreams and nightmares i know plenty, but of pain i know much more.\n\ninternal struggle of a broken psyche, a single battle in a one man war.\n\nall consuming self destruction, take the knife and set me free.\n\ndigging deeper, a search for structure, only shadows for all eyes to see.\n\non the table, cut me open. show the world i am made of glass.\n\ncage the monster, keep me bleeding, open the eyes of all who pass.\n\nmirror mirror, show me something. make me mortal and steal my soul.\n\nperhaps in death i will find peace, the missing pieces to the whole.\n\nignore my tears they fall in silence, just a symptom of the pain.\n\nthe knife inside my heart is twisting, blood to mix in with the rain.\n\nin this darkness all but screaming, begging for the nightmares to stop.\n\nand as these scars run up my arms, the sword of damocles must drop.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}