Only Sleep Numbs My Pain Poem by Naomi Hartnell

Glass eyed,
destistute stares,
savagely consumed by this empty space.
I cry pleading to the hollowness of,
these four bleak walls,
but i do not hear, nor see another living soul,
only the reflection of my despairing face.

I question my exsistence,
my tongue coated with the sour,
taste of my own termination.
Thoughts shattered aspirations torn,
deseased with this on going,
feeling of devastation.