Insecruity

by HUGIYDAWY   Jan 2, 2007


I hate waking up in the morning
With the fear of another day
Why could I not die in my sleep?
On my bed, wondering, I must lay

I wish, I wish I didn't wake up
All my problems washed away
Yet I get up in the morning
Therefore my troubles seem to stay

Middle on the day
And I'm struggling with the fight
Hoping for the day to end
But kicks in the fear of night

As I sit in silence
Absolute thoughts through my head
All I hear is a piercing noise
As I get inside my bed

I'm afraid to go to sleep
Scared of what I'll dream
Terrible thoughts fly through my head
Thoughts if death and fearful screams

This happens every night
Before I go to sleep
Here I am, all alone
To cut my flesh in deep

I go crazy with silence
There's no movement in the room
The only outcome for me
Is dying very soon

But as I fall asleep
Dreams of happy little elves
I have a sudden glimpse of hope
Fake image that it sells

My happy little ending
Never comes to pass
As my happy little elves
Turn evil very fast!

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  • 17 years ago

    by Freddie

    Well done! although u tend 2 u use the same kinda words to rhyme ova and ova...otha than that great! keep ity up!