Struggles

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sleepless nights and restless thoughts

blaring music to drown it out

yet the notes fight a battle already long lost

and eventually guitars give way to thoughts


so much to do yet nothing at all

so much to live for yet too much to die for

seconds to minutes and minutes to hours

pass so quick yet burn like fire


You tell me I think too much

as if I don't already know

you tell me to block out my thoughts

But that's a lot easier said than done


Words jumbled on a page

each telling a separate tale

yet together they make no sense

Oh, why do I even pretend?


I'm lonely among so many bodies

I'm adored by so many people

but they never see as I am or what I'll be

everyone sees what they want to see of me


But these struggles seem so small

for a universe so big

so I keep them locked in

and throw the key away

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