restless
I used to be scared of the dark, I actually still am. I'm scared of what lies within it. I know there are no such things as monsters but my mind has a wild imagination. It keeps me awake at night, thinking that someone is eventually going to come and steal me away. So it leaves me restless and anxious. Sometimes, I just want to sleep, but my mind says hello.
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A Beautiful Disaster
PoetryMy story. A story full of unforgettable thoughts. I've come to terms with these certain parts of my life. This is for the people who decide to read my poetry. I hope you find the motivation to continue to fighting like I did. #1 in slam (5/31/18) #1...
