I can't sleep
It's the voices inside my head
I'm slowly going mad
But aren't we all?
Slowly driving ourselves insane from the people telling us all these things to do and say, ways to act and dress
Saying that if we don't fit their cookiecutter mould of expectations, then we're gonna get left out, left behind
I should know
I walk my path alone with no one but my shadow
But when I turn around, like everyone, else it's gone
Alone, with no one except the whispers in my head
Their words flow through my mind like poison
Reminding me of why I wasn't good enough
I listen to the hurtful comments they make under their breath
But I do nothing
I just keep pushing it further and further down
Until the tears stream down my face
And I cry myself to sleep
Just to wake up and do it all again
YOU ARE READING
Sleepless Nights, Restless Days
PoetryThis is the second poem-ish thing I did. No hate please! <3