She is dreaming but she is awake.
This is not a fairy tale and there is no piece of cake.
While she dreams, she is still aware.
Under her sheets, she lays bare.
In the night, while her demons stare.
Her eyes are shut, yet her mind will not spare.
It's like she sleeps but doesn't get much rest.
''Tonight will be different.'' , she should've known best.
For nights are made to be tormented
And sleep is made to be troubled.
Until dawn comes, she will not feel protected
Tears were wiped, she allowed herself to chuckle
''It's okay, It's okay... Tomorrow will be different.''
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Tomorrow
RandomJust random images or scenes I sometimes picture in my head or beautiful things I witness in my everyday life.
