Eyes wide open White sockets kept closing in Staring at the ceiling with brimming tears Wobbling mouths concealing the screams What's normal is an illusion now They can't even save me
Tossing and turning Trying to sleep Darkness is an abandoned place But why is it my perfect company in the moonlight? Help is all I need but I'm too silent to plead
I tried my best to see the light At the end of the tunnel Too scared to repent my sins Or was it all inside my mind? To see is to believe
What I see are the things I should not believe Faith will be lost in the depths of the abyss Convincing myself to be saved But each night I admit to myself There's too much Hell inside me
Blame the sickness itself, not the person All I ever wanted is a good day Snatched it upon my hands Laughing at me I don't deserve to be happy
Aren't you tired of wearing plastic masks? Plastered smiles are peeling off your faces Thou shalt not be afraid For the monsters under your bed Are now inside of your head
That's what happens A girl with no proper sleep Thinking what will happen If she vanished within oblivion We all get tired sometimes Frustratingly famished for a rest
Verily, verily, I say unto you When I asked for a rest Please take note I will finally close my lid Underground six feet
i could not sleep tonight, it's bothering me for days, and also.. this is what happens if i read too much poetry.