As I lay here in bed sometimes I wonder when will my life end,
I get scared that when my eyes close my soul will slip away into its eternal rest and I'll never see my loved ones again,
This scary reality of what could happen is something that becomes a fear that I dwell on until I see tears,
I hear nothing but silence as the time slips by it is ten when I lay down then when I check again it quickly changes to five,
When time slips by it's hard to notice because I'm deep in my mind,
Thinking of things I can't prevent and memories that have no end,
Why was I put on Earth,
Why do I have enemies,
Why is it ok for people to be straight but it's a problem to be gay,
Does the pain ever stop,
Or is it everlasting like the time on a clock,
The nights seem so long because they are so dark,
That is where negativity likes to hide and wait to strike,
So I lay in this dark room and watch shadows dance on the roof,
And in my mind where there is no such thing as time is where all the bad things like to hide.
Copyright ©️ 2024 by Hunter Luis Mylen
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