I lay in my bed at night
I can't sleep,
As the thought run into my mind.
Thoughts about the past.
Those scenes repeat and repeat,
as if someone put it on a loop
A loop that cannot be broken.
I start grieving as I couldn't be the one I expected.
For all the happy moments turned into sad ones
I don't know when and I don't know how
but it happened and I can't sleep now.
Why do these thoughts come at night?
disturbing the peace of night howling in my ears.
Pulling me into the darkness
I cry for help but I've fallen so deep
that my screams aren't heard
and all I'm left with are my shredded tears.
I fall asleep as the loop hypnotizes me.
And I wake up with the fear.
Fear of not becoming who I want to be.