It's one of those nights again
The kind that is hard to survive
It's 3 am, as I lie awake in my bed
Drowning in pain
Being consumed by the darkness within
All my fears come to life
All my demons wrecking havoc
Scared, I won't survive this time
Even if I do, I won't be the same
Never again
It's 3 am, as I lie awake in my bed
Reality slapping me in the face
Those wretched demons glorying in my pain
Forever alone
Always left behind
Just a burden to everyone
Of no importance to anyone
Never been, all my life
Easily forgotten, Replacable
Erased from the memory
Is that all I will ever be
It's 3 am, as I lie awake in my bed
Wondering if I'll ever be more than that
As I lie there alone
In my agony
Giving myself time till sunrise
To mourn and to bleed
Come sunrise I'll have to collect myself
Hide from the world
What goes on in my head
But soon enough
There would be another night
When I'll lose it again
When I would barely survive
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Another one of those nights
PoetryAnother one of those nights You'll get it when you read it. I'm not very good at descriptions.
