As I lie here,
silence and waiting,
the darkness starts to overtake me.
I struggle to keep my eyes open,
I struggle for the fear of what I see in my dreams.
My meds are taking over,
I start to drift off,
until the voice in my head screams "stop!"
I sit bolt upright,
I check the clock.
I raise my face to the brightening sky, and pray to all things holy.
Pray that tomorrow night my dreams will not haunt me,
and then I'll get a good nights sleep for once.
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My Poems
Poetryhey whats up? this is a book of all the crappy poems i write. WARNING!! IF YOU DO NOT LIKE DEPRESSED POEMS, DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT READ THIS! also no mean criticizing. i know my spelling and grammar are terrible. if you want to give constructive...
