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Haylin Nov 2018
This time it's not the sadness that's keeping me awake at night
But it's the responsibility I have to face in the morning
Haylin Nov 2018
Sleep tight.
Let yourself dream
Feel it until you're drawn into it
Settle in the arms that's holding you
Let him kiss your temple and caress your skin
Forget about the world, live and love

Close your eyes.
Let him whisper the words
Hear him out, hear his undying love
Let him embrace your soul
He love you

Rest yourself in the arms of the man who found you.
Haylin Nov 2018
This world is a huge mess
My life is a huge mess

People yell at me
I'm unloved,
Bullied,
Mentally beaten,
Sleep deprived,
Hungry

I get anxiety attacks
Because of my dad,
School,
People,
The voices in my head,
And my own thoughts

And all I can say is "I'm fine."
I'm sorry,
I can't do this anymore,
I don't know if I'll ever come back
I'm not strong enough anymore,
I'm losing this fight
Goodbye, I'm done
Haylin Nov 2018
It's really sad to see this world today.
Filled with life miseries of homeless people everyday,
This world today, as I see it - full of hatred, love lost, drugs and so much more.
The saddest part of it all, the users and people are so unsure, their life so blur and eyes so closed all because of one little dose.
This world today, brings tears to my eyes that was once joy.
This world today, brings hatred to those; lost, unloved, unwanted and hidden in a cave.
The tunnel vision that's in ones mind, to see those suffer of pain intertwined.
So in this world today all we can do is pray that life can be better someday.
Haylin Nov 2018
3am
They say if you’re awake at 3am, you’re either inlove or broken.
I say it’s neither.
Perhaps it is the silent space between feeling too much and feeling nothing at all.
The indiscernible sentiments of someone who has been long lost and is yet to be found.
A soul that is neither gleeful nor wretched;
And instead waiting to feel, pondering on certain circumstances,
Or probably continually yearning for a type of serenity that time could still not dare to give.
  Nov 2018 Haylin
Piyush Gahlot
It's  nine in the morning,
can't open my eyes,
don't wanna come out of the dreamy world,
I wanna be asleep,
I wanna be static,
if sleep is a drug,
I am an addict.

Most comforting is the morning sleep,
my eyes won't open,
I struggled to sit up,
but crumbled back again.
Have to be in the office,
the clock ticked
If sleep is a drug,
I am an addict.

let me lay in the bed,
don't feel like picking up my phone,
Whatsapp texts are unknown.
the sun is up, I don't wanna be.
take a leave or be awake and go,
my mind is in total conflict.
Yes sleep is my drug,
And I am an addict.
struggling to wake up this morning. Devoted to all the lazy people.
Haylin Nov 2018
Someday,  

I'm going to cry myself to death,

not sleep.
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