You get to fall asleep
When the lights shut off and the tv powers down
When theres no hope for talking and the room is empty of sound
You get to close your eyes
You get to end the night
You get to wake up in the morning and move on
You get to feel like nobody has done anything wrong
You dont have to panic about whether this is all love is cracked up to be
You dont have to stare at the dark, consumed with your worry
Cause you get to fall asleep
Sometimes the worst times are when you're right next to me
Peacefully dreaming while I listen to your snoring
I'm not saying I expect everything to be perfect
I dont know anymore which battles are worth it
But I know that I'm sometimes I'm scared to look forward
If you're always gonna act this untoward
Is this what I should be planning and looking forward to?
Am I wrong for being scared of you and what you could do?
These are the thoughts that keep me awake.
And you get to sleep through my heart break.
Because you get to fall asleep
You get to close your eyes
You dont have to watch me cry
It gets rough and you can end your night
I cant wake up and I cant move on
I always feel like I've done something wrong
Where do I draw the line, which behaviours are defendable and which aren't allowed in daily life?
Am I stressing too much, is that why sometimes i cant handle your touch?
I dont want to touch when I'm not feeling loved
But when did I stop respecting that boundary as much?
Why am I allowing all the things I said I never would?
Why do I feel trapped in situations where I never should?
And why is that when I need you most, I look to my side and you go ghost.
You get to fall asleep
You get to close your eyes
You get to say goodnight
You get to feel like everything's all right
You get to wake up in the morning and move on
You dont have to acknowledge that we both did some things wrong.
You get to fall asleep.
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Evolution Of Everything
PoetryA collection of poems, spoken word, and verbal processing. It's mostly here as a reminder for me of where I was and where I am, so that I never forget. Some of them are silly and fun, but most of them are deeply personal accounts of some of my harde...
