5:30 in the morning
5:30
Why am I up?
Why do my thoughts keep me up?
5:30 in the morning...
It's 5:30!
Then a familiar whisper crept in saying:"Go to sleep. Hush up. Quiet now. Don't worry sweet child.
Should I sing you lullabies?
How about the sweet song of abandonment?
The soft tune of broken minds and distant friendships?
The beautiful melody of every reason you are the way you are?
Oh! I know!
The delicious beat that stomps your core about how you will lose this battle imperfection started?
Which one do you want me to play tonight?
Alright, that one it is.
Since I know it's your favorite, I'll put it on repeat.
Good night little lightning girl. Sleep tight. Have fun dreaming tonight."
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We Are the Normal Ones: Memoirs of a Fallen Human
PoetryWhat goes on inside the mentally stricken mind?