I wish
I would never be wounded, be struck with a cold blade, struck through my heart and mind.
I wish
I would know a better tomorrow, a future without anxiety.
I wish
I would be freed from my mind, freed from its black embrace.
I wish
I would never have to be awake again, when I close my eyes, my head gently pressed against the pillow.
I wish
I would be able to wish.
I wish.
