Laying awake at night, the hours flowing into one,
Watching the darkness fold over the world,
The birds settle down,
As silence falls over the house,
Solitude, the one thing I craved,
Yet the craving isn’t what I expected,
As my mind plays games,
My fingers running over the scars on my arms,
No regret’s, just regrets it can’t go deeper,
Reminders why they lie there,
Why I lay here, silently, over thinking,
Night-time’s, trapped more then ever, unable to escape,
All I can do is curl up and pray for the morning,
Sometimes tear’s flow, but more often, numbness fills my soul,
Nothing but empty emotions, with a mind full of pain,
I sleep for ten mins, on and off, its how I keep going,
As I hold on till the morning, I wait for the sound of feet,
I wait for the calls of the mini human’s,
A reminder of a new day to get through,
Confused, I fear the nights, yet the day times also.
I don’t fear death, but I fear what life bring’s
My mind isn’t clear, I wish to blog my way,
Yet all I can do is stumble words,
no rhyme no reason.
Im sorry
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