She wishes she weren't so empty,
But the thoughts inside her head,
Tell her there's thoughts brewing,
Underneath her bed....
But here's the thing,
Monsters aren't from in the dark,
They're not from the shadows.
They're deep in her heart....
She can hear the demons' screams,
As they float from her body,
With torn angel wings and all of her dreams...
She's asleep,
Don't you see.
The nightmares cover up her dreams....
Never has she felt so broken,
She can't even say the word,
Without thinking it's over....
Her parents think she's lying,
Her friends don't think she's trying,
The sky won't lift her like it used to,
And the ground is collapsing in two....
YOU ARE READING
Lost
RandomPlease don't take these. My poetry is all I have. warning: VERY SAD, DON'T READ IF YOU ARE EASILY UPSET
