I scream myself to sleep.
Thoughts of you and thoughts of me,
Thoughts of my insanity,
That keep me awake till morn'.
And if I ever fall asleep,
I'm stuck in these horror movies--
My mind is frayed and torn.
I'm too trapped in my head,
Think they don't matter.
What do you mean they suffer just like me?
Ignore and get sadder.
So many fantasies, so many nightmares.
Losing track of what's real or in my head,
But who really cares?
How are my eyes still dry?
I guess I've lost it if I can't even cry.
You're kissing him and ditching me.
Execution for all to see.
Anxiety is in control,
A filmmaker gaslighting shots--
The demons from my soul infiltrate my thoughts.
As I lay in bed,
I lose track of my being.
Slip into a state--
What are these things I'm seeing?
Oh God please help me--
When did I get these tickets
To my brain's horror movie?
A/N: This was originally written as song lyrics in summer 2018, edited some other times.
YOU ARE READING
The World's Ending Now
PoetryPoem anthology made up of my poems from the past few years. Sometimes dark, sometimes meaningful, sometimes random.
