sleepless nights

There are hundreds of sleepless nights
When a lingering fear chases me, what if I can’t sleep tonight
When ruthless people and circumstances abandoned me
Leaving me stranded in the dark trenches of my grieving nights
Only sleep could have liberated me
A deep blue ocean, the waves gently lapping my body, showering me with sweet dreams
The cool breeze brushing against my cheeks washes away the scars of my painful days
The clear water assuring me that I am not a bad person
I will never wake up from this sleep.

Broken People

I was that little girl..

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