Today I woke up,
and felt like dying.
Nothing serious or anything,
I was just so tired.
And I don't want to be troubled,
With waking up again and again,
To a pointless life.
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A Handful Of Darkness
PoetryDreams turn to nightmares, Nightmares turn to dreams. Wishes turn to fears, Or maybe that's what we believe. Tears turn to smiles, And the pain goes away. Maybe one day, You'll be okay.
