This is just part of a poem I started ages ago, and haven’t yet finished -

Alone and frightened I close my eyes hoping that this night helps me to forget, cold and weak I lay here helpless to the destruction you bring.

I’m fighting a battle in this war that is not mine, bleeding for nothing these cuts I make speak the only truth I see.

The pain is real and these memories that haunt me refuse to set me free, I’m closing my eyes trying to pray for some release…