here comes the night
what worst, i lost my light.
now the monsters will soon be on my side
screaming i have nowhere to hide.
should I be terrified?
i can't sleep, i can't sleep, why?
these monsters keep telling me i must bid my goodbye.
tell me, tell me, should I?
I need to fight,
i need to find and hold on to my light
i must wake up my inner eyesight
for me too see the that this---
isn't right.
whispers and mumblings like raindrops
these voices must stop.
yelling i belong to junk shops
these voices must stop
now, all i could do is sob.
Help me, help me
to find my light
so I could hold on to it tight
it's the only way to bring back my sight
i am tired of being blind
i wish i could stop my mind,
now, all i could do is sigh
I am tired.
I need to fight,
i need to find and hold on to my light
i must wake up my inner eyesight
for me too see the that this---
isn't right.
oh dear, i need to fight.
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hope you are all doing well x
-sam :)
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Unspoken Words
Puisirandom poems about random things from a random girl. x (currently editing)
