Sleepless Nights
I go through many sleepless nights
wondering what to do with my life.
I just feel like nothing ever goes right
and yet its sad to say that sometimes I sleep with a knife.
Wondering that maybe I’ve gone crazy
and just thinking about all the miserable thoughts that go through my head.
Trying to do something with myself has just made me lazy
and all I want to do is sleep right and go to bed.
Is that so much to ask for a good night sleep
where my dreams don’t always tell me to kill myself.
I want a to wake up one day where I am not weeping
And wondering why my dreams have turned into nightmares about
thy self.
Copyright ©2009 Ashley R. Garcia
wondering what to do with my life.
I just feel like nothing ever goes right
and yet its sad to say that sometimes I sleep with a knife.
Wondering that maybe I’ve gone crazy
and just thinking about all the miserable thoughts that go through my head.
Trying to do something with myself has just made me lazy
and all I want to do is sleep right and go to bed.
Is that so much to ask for a good night sleep
where my dreams don’t always tell me to kill myself.
I want a to wake up one day where I am not weeping
And wondering why my dreams have turned into nightmares about
thy self.
Copyright ©2009 Ashley R. Garcia
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