Too many times I cried myself to sleep at night,
Or maybe just stayed up late in endless fright.
Too many thoughts stained in my head,
It even makes someone scared to go to bed.
For fear that something might happen,
Even during a short little napping.
Fearing that nightmares may become real,
How do I know what to feel.
In the deepest darkest nights,
When someone turns off the light.
Just the sound of your heart beating,
Faster and faster it goes just waiting for the meeting.
You meet weird people in your dreams,
From reality to nightmare or what it might seem.
To having your worst nightmare scare you awake,
This is all much more than I can take.
How do you know what real and what’s not,
It’s ok I can handle whatever you got.
I’ll wake up from this nightmare,
But if the nightmare is life then do I dare?
Should I take the jump and face my fear,
And if I scream will you hear?
So I’m stuck in this nightmare called life,
Should I just end it with a knife…..
 
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