I feel like there's something wrong with me,
Something just doesn't feel right,
I really hope I find out why that might be-
Why I feel like I'm losing my fight.
My energy level is depleting,
I feel like I'm losing my mind,
My sense of calmness is fleeing,
Like monsters running down my spine.
It feels like I can't do anything right,
Like my head is in the clouds,
And I guess I must be quite a sight-
I'm the "clueless girl on solid ground".
At night is when my troubles advance,
Their hollowed voices echoing off the walls,
Their words reminding me of a dance-
One with cruelty trapped in the form of a ball.
When darkness covers the land,
And the moon comes out to shine,
Is when my hardships play in a band,
A sorrowful symphony made of only one line.
The line reminds me of all of my mistakes,
My anxiety reaches a new high,
It reminds me of all the times I've been "fake",
And of all the times I've lied.
It's hard to believe I used to be scared of the dark,
That I would have nightmares based on weird creatures,
Ones that would remain in my brain like a bookmark,
And scare me with all of their features.
I used to get my mom to check for monsters,
Under my bed and in my closet,
But I soon learned that I cannot be the arrester,
That cuffs them and keeps the keys in my pocket.
And as I grew up I learned,
Don't check in the closet or under the bed,
For monsters that you've observed
Instead, check in my head for the nightmares that have occurred.
Nightmare 9/16/19 22:53
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Midnight Thoughts
PoetryJust an average girl trying to fit into a world using only words to describe her soul to others. ••These are random poems that I have thought of before and after the clock strikes midnight. They might not be the best, but you can always check them o...
