I lie awake
The late night thoughts always overtake
I hold my stuffed animals tight
Try to keep from making too much noise
The tears stream down my faceI must restrain from the blade
The blade is bad
I am stronger then the bladeI set up my sheet music
Pull out my viola
Try to see through the tears
And I playI let myself slip into the music
Slip into elegant tones
Everything slips away for the moment
The tears dryI am me
Only then is when I find myself
Asleep...
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Everyday it will rain
PoetryFirst story, gonna try and write some poems Probably gonna just be depressing poems