It was cloudy tonight.

Stars embedded

the black sky

as gray clouds swarmed

the blanketed area.

They were closing in,

ever so slowly.

They were taking away

my best friend.

They were painting over

the man in the moon.

And as the thought settled in my mind,

those dull,

merciless clouds

captured the man in the moon,

leaving me

in the darkness of my mind.

The voices were back.

Useless.

Give up.

I couldn't stop them.

You're pathetic.

Loser.

Give up now.

They won't shut up.

Stop.

There's no point

in going further.

You're a burden,

and you should just

give up.

They've clouded

my mind.

I can't get out.

~Daniel

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