My hair is a tangled mess from taking my fingers through it a million times
My eyes show the many sleepless nights I've faced
If only sleep could come soon and take away these awful thoughts.
My worries keep me awake, tossing and turning
I try to force myself into sleep before I fall down a dark hole
But I know it's too late
The thoughts get darker
Crueler
Further from the truth yet I listen
I listen to how worthless I am
To how a small mistake I made months ago is ruining everything
To the ways I could not wake tomorrow
I wish it would end.
I wish I could find silence in my brain
I wish I wasn't like this
I run my fingers through my hair over and over again as I try to reason with myself
I stay up late, arguing with my thoughts
I beg for a sign some times
A sign that things will get better soon
I beg to who ever will listen
To what ever being out there may have created this place if that's what happened
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Late night thoughts
SachbücherWaking up during the night because of nightmares or just on my own usually leads me down a path of thinking. So I write what I think and these are some of the things I have written. These are a few of my late night thoughts
