Lying here in bed about to close my eyes
I think of my life and become sleepless
As I was growing I thought life was easy
Because everything that I needed was given to me
I bet I was a bairn to understand adulthood
Lying in bed here so late at night
And thinking of my one and only Doom
If at all I will make it to Pinnacle
If at all my Folks will someday be proud of me
Lying in my bed so late at night
Trying to figure out the way out
Trying to figure out the shortcut to Triumphant
Because I have no one to run to
They all are waiting for me to be Eminent
I might say my bed is the only thing that knows what am going through
Sounds sarcastic I know
If it were human, you'll would have gotten a narration from it
But all in all it's just an illusion
At times I feel like am the only one in the world in pain
No fun anymore. My heart is bleeding, my Mind gone
And all I can say is the word of a song then tears fill my eyes
Even though my soul is tired and worn out, am still pushing to the end
Omata's ink
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SHORT POEMS
PoetryJust for fun writing . I have been writing Piece and verses for as long as I can remember. I have returned to writing as a way to overcome my overthinking abilities and keep my mind alive. Getting published is not a main concern. I love to write I...
