Sleepless nights
Very unreasonable frights
Darkness consumes its delights
You can't really put up a fight
Might as well give up your rights
Drooping eyes, startling bites,
Of worried thoughts, that takes up the lightThe light of sleep
But as you weep
You try to sweep,
Away all the things
That make you have dark rings,
Under your eyes,
That are filled with lies
As you realize
You're caughtDoesn't matter how much you fought
From all the things you have thought
You are awake to stay that way
Hours on end, night is your friend
Thinking, when will this end?
Do I still have things to mend?As you twist and bend,
Around in your bed
Thoughts and thoughts, in your head
Don't even care what you said
Years ago, yesterday, it's all linked on a threadReplaying, or leads to something new
But you haven't a clue
On what to do
With so many things, that are because of youThinking, thinking
Without sleeping a wink
Thoughts go by, quicker than a blink
Darkness around,
With a few sounds
Your thoughts almost as loud,
As the fan and your breathing
But by now, you must be seething,
At what you've done, the secrets you're keeping
Still no speaking,By now you're disgusted with yourself, you're a freak
But even now, you know why you aren't asleep
Because you know you have to weep
As a normal human emotion,
Even if it's as deep as an ocean
It's better than making a big commotion,
You find yourself having a devotion
To finally put things into motionBut it's late and you need to shut your eyes
But even then you still despise,
Yourself, your decisions, even though it'd be wise
To revise
In the morning
Where you're lightly snoring,
Having a small reprieve
From what you believe
To be you, being a better person
Instead of making it worsen
Of those nasty thoughtsSo go to sleep, be relieved
Or stay awake, to remember the bad things you achieved

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Living In The Mind's Cage
PuisiThe poems start inexperienced, I was younger then. As you read further it shows my growth as a person and my fallbacks. Maturing slowly through each one. It's my mental journey. These are poems are my outlet and help me with my issues when I can't d...