Sitting in the dark, alone and afraid
crying only alone, for fear he may wake
haunted by your pain, the price that you payed
a smile on you is a feeling that's fake
crying only alone, for fear he may wake
finding happiness nowhere, even in sleep
a smile on you is a feeling that's fake
you're one of many, the broken willed sheep.
finding happiness nowhere, even in sleep
haunted by your pain, the price that you payed
you're one of many, the broken willed sheep.
Sitting in the dark, alone and afraid
If you know the meaning behind this...Do you know someone who owns this pain?
Comments
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I like how you only use four lines, jumble them up together and make a poem out of it. It's very creative. I feel like it's insomnia, talking to me. Either that or emotional confusion causing insomnia.
I just personified your poem. xD
I like it though. It's really cool
-->pia♫♪


