Happy Nighttime, by maddy_7929 Subscribe to rss feed for maddy_7929

Staying up
late at night
Asking myself why
I continue to fight.

I fight my thoughts,
dreams, and goals in life,
Like they'll never happen
Tomorrow I'll just die.

Fear corrupts me
Holds me tight
I struggle and scream
In my head all night.

That's not true
I love late nights
They allow me quiet
They allow me life.

My mind doesn't race,
My heart feels calm.
I feel at peace,
Being all alone.

There's no one to judge me,
Hurt me or ignore me.
It's me, myself, and I
Always adoring.
Posted: 2018-07-03 15:40:26 UTC

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