Lying in bed
carefully thinking throughout what had happened the whole day
Scared I might pain my mind
for searching through my palace's hallway
This is what happens after everyday of everynight.
I search through libraries of my mind
I reread the books that once made me cry
I realize now, I have made it after all that
stressful, upsetting high
I am now remiscing my past
remembering the first time I had cried
for a reason that I know I would remember everynight.
"All of those, it was worth to remember. I will be okay."
I whispered to myself and sighed as I closed my eyes hoping I'd still wake up the next day and see the sunlight.
