No Questions Asked Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

From 8: 00 PM to 2: 00 AM
I cried and wrote
I laughed and choked
Before finally going dead
A numbing feeling made me sick
Each move provoked a tear
I tried to shut the open door
But discovered it was stuck
So I was left in a dark room trying to repress the feelings that I felt
Holding back the tears proved fatal
It sent me into panic
A few tiny blackouts
Vague awareness
And a clarity so surreal
No questions should be asked right now
I’ll answer with a look
You’ll see the light is gone from my eyes
I’m drained from head to toe
No answers will be given
I’m through with how I feel
After all, in the end, nothing’s ever real