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I hate the nights
When sleep just evades me
And my racing mind
Does its best to persuade me
Of everything wrong I did. 
What I could've been or could be
Locked in with my thoughts
That scream I'll not let free
While trapped in a body
Doing is best to defeat me
I hate the nights
When I'm less than I could be
And I'm all out of fight
But quitting's not in me
So I stare at the ceiling
Like there's answers I should see
Engraved in the paint
That's hanging above me
Instead of just dreaming
Like I wish I could be
I hate the nights
When everything hates me
And even my soul
Is running on empty. 

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  • Apr 14, 2023

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