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Mar 2016
My mind is a forest full of dreams
It's mostly nightmares though
And no matter how much i try to hide from them
They just don't seem to go
They make it very difficult for me to sleep
I just toss and turn and weep
I'm literally scared to sleep now
Will i ever be free from of these nightmares...
...and if so how?
As soon as my eyes shut
They come out to play
And as long as i sleep
They continue to make hay
I fear one of the days i'm going to insane
And the mental asylum is where i'll land up
Perhaps they will give me some prescription pills
Which will help cure the pain
Until then i will have to somehow survive
And if i'm lucky,death will help me out
Sk Abdul Aziz
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Sk Abdul Aziz
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