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  Apr 2014 Abi Sweeney
Brendan Thomas
Swirls of white
Within my tea

The warming drink
Does comfort me

Around my mind creeping
Demons while I'm sleeping

Awake yet again
Though I'd rather not be

But closing my eyes
Brings the demons to me

Daylight , my reprieve
But alas it is fleeting

Once darkness falls
The demons start creeping

Cup of tea anyone?
Abi Sweeney Apr 2014
Just another ****** poem about how you make me
use so many useless words to explain
All my feelings about you.
Abi Sweeney Apr 2014
Endless nights of no sleep with meaningless thoughts.
Sure I could say it was all wasted time.

I'd do anything for you though.
Even if it meant never closing my eyes again.
Abi Sweeney Apr 2014
Under the stars is when you look the best
I love looking at the world shine down on you
Revealing all your imperfections

You are the reason that my wishes never come true
Because you are everything that I wish for
When I wish upon a star
Abi Sweeney Mar 2014
"My mind is a beautifully terrifying wasteland.
Wont you come and take a peek?
You might enjoy it more than you think,
Or maybe just maybe
You'll get lost in the misery that is me.."

"You're scared you say?
Its okay I was scared at first too..
But then it slowly consumed me,
Gradually dragging me under.
So far under I could no longer see
What was me."

"So you see,
Either you accept what you see,
Or you can come a little closer.
Step inside this WonderLand"

"How do you do that you ask?
Ha, cost of admission is one kiss
of death."

"So, What will it be?"
Abi Sweeney Mar 2014
Pull out a mirror and look at your soul.
You probably cant see anything through all that filth.

— The End —