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When I was young and I did not sleep, my mother told me to count sheep one by one Needless to say it didn't work I still stayed up night after night terrified of what lurked in the dark on the streets Even back then I knew of the monsters who were human: kidnappers, rapists, burglars And as I got older, the doctors handed me pills They told me: it'll make you tired, they'll help with your depression, it's for ADHD, ohh and don't forget your mood stabilizer, that'll make you better! Yet, I spend night after endless night awake until early hours into the morning I am no longer afraid of the kidnappers and rapists or burglars I'm simply afraid of the demons that haunt the darkest spaces inside my mind And so, I do not sleep And I will not dream tonight
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
One more sleepless night
When I was young and I did not sleep, my mother told me to count sheep one by one Needless to say it didn't work I still stayed up night after night terrified of what lurked in the dark on the streets Even back then I knew of the monsters who were human: kidnappers, rapists, burglars And as I got older, the doctors handed me pills They told me: it'll make you tired, they'll help with your depression, it's for ADHD, ohh and don't forget your mood stabilizer, that'll make you better! Yet, I spend night after endless night awake until early hours into the morning I am no longer afraid of the kidnappers and rapists or burglars I'm simply afraid of the demons that haunt the darkest spaces inside my mind And so, I do not sleep And I will not dream tonight
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
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