Every night I lie awake
With the troubling feeling inside my bones
It clouds my mind and leaves an ache
With my body feeling as hard as stone
I see the moon, it watches me
Mocking my nonexistent dreams
I stare back a bitter teen
To the ending of its gleam
I wish, I long, to go to sleep
For the sake of the day to come
So, each night I weep and weep
Till I see the rising of the sun
Could it be a mental thing?
The fear of the next day
Or the excessive amount of restless nuzzling
That makes me feel like a dog that's been led astray
But when the time finally comes, for sleep to take over
I am asleep, but not asleep at all
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Thoughts of a Broken Girl
PoetrySometimes when going through pain you need to express your feelings. Some cry it out, some workout, some sing, dance, and some write. Whatever it may be it's healthy to express your emotions, your thoughts. Im not writing these short excerpts to bri...
