Oh, no, not again.
Not this dreadful,
horrific daze.
Of all the places,
here is where I had believed I was safe.
Safe from the world that lays beyond.
Safe inside my own comfort zone,
a lovely song.
It started out fine,
then took a nasty turn.
Now instead of peace,
I am forced to watch my world burn.
I decide not to sleep.
For being tired is better than to wake up scared,
to the point where I weep.
I watched my loved ones die,
and now I can never take back what I have seen.
No one understands,
so they have no idea what this pain means.
No one can help,
no person can set me free
from these terrible dreams.
Your nightmares end when you awaken,
mine continue,
never to end...
YOU ARE READING
Sure, Thanks, I am Fine
PoetryDepression Anxiety Insomnia Heartbreak Unloved Crazy Scared Joyful Happy Bullied Everything listed here is something I've either felt or gone through. As have many others. But is it easy to say out loud? No, it never is.
