BG_Psych_Ward_06_resized-1Where do you go to hide the pain?

Where do you go?

The hurt stabs… the hurt cuts… the hurt makes me want to say goodbye to all that once was me.

I go deeper and deeper inside. I shelter in place.

I don’t want to talk…
I don’t think…
I am blank.

A warm happiness flows over

Take this handful of relief, take it and finally say thank you to everything I ever was.

Everything I ever could have been

Everything I should have been

Everything I was supposed to be for everyone else.


The eyes get heavy and the heart slows. It’s always been slow, but now it’s black.

Now…it’s all black