downtown

sometimes i wish that these shadows would just disappear. that the light would just go out. that the bulb would burst and crack. just so these dark figures and silhouettes would disappear and stop haunting me. they’re always out to get me. always plotting something sinister. these trains of deep thoughts run down the same railroad and they never make the turn to leave my soul. i want to be at peace. i want to be at ease. am i ever? will the aching cease? or will i rather come to terms with the fact that i will always be hurting? anything to make this numb. anything to make it stop. i want it to stop. i want to stop.