There will always be sleepless nights.
Especially if there's conflict.
And with that conflict, everyone fights.
This is something no one could predict.
It's 4am and you couldn't close your eyes,
There's too much on your mind to sleep now.
As you stare at the ceiling, you realize,
That this something we shouldn't allow.
You doze off to only wake up at 6,
And remember everything before.
Feeling the weight of bricks,
This is something we can't ignore.
Eyes wide open, you can't go back sleep.
Stuck with your thoughts, you lay and weep.
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Just Another Heartbroken Story
PoetryThere's nothing to it. Really. I'm just and average girl who's finding out that the world is big. In fact, it's too big. It's so big it's messing up me and some of the people I care about. And it's just because I learned a new concept called love...
