My eyes feel heavy, as I try to stay awake
I don't want to give up, for my own sake
My eyes grow heavy, shadows start to creep,
A quiet battle wages, between wake and sleep.
The world around me silences, the silence starts to hum,
Each second stretches longer, as my thoughts grow numb.
But why this stubborn fighting, this desperate hold on time?
Perhaps I fear the dreams that wait, their secrets, pain or rhyme.
Or maybe in the quiet, my heart begins to yearn,
For answers to the questions that in daylight I won't turn.
The ticking clock grows louder, a mocking lullaby,
Its hands keep moving forward, while I’m frozen asking why.
What lies within the darkness that I fear to see?
A truth my waking mind denies, a part I won't set free?
Or maybe it’s the quietness that unsettles me the most,
A whisper of forgotten things, a shadow of a ghost.
And though I keep resisting, the pull is far too strong,
Perhaps I’ll find my answers there, where dreams and fears belong.
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Chaos In My Mind
Poetry𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑜ℎ 𝑠𝑎𝑦 ... This is a book of some poems I've written r...
