Once again I cry myself to sleep.. There, there, all will be well.
Then again, I think of the many times I've said that in the middle of the dark nights,
And what I wished for was a brave knight
Who would save me from my mystery
Yet every night is the same old
No one comes to my rescue.
So I cry myself to sleep, once again.
The thoughts keep haunting me, monsters, they say, sleep not below your bed but in your mind, and so my monsters keep coming at me night after night. I have no strength left but fight I must.
See Momma said I have to be my own hero in a world where everyone is trying to save themselves.
By day, I smile, laugh, live a life any normal teen would. I make mistakes, I learn.
Yet when darkness shadows the earth,
Tears roll down my cheeks, because fight as much as I would, I cannot hold back the pain no more.
After all, I'm only human and strong as I ever want to be, I bleed and I break down.
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Running from reality
PoesíaI write better than I speak. Poetry that speaks to the soul, flows from the endless fountain that is my heatt
