As I lay here tossing and turning
A storm brews outside my window.
Like the storm brewing in my heart,
Thinking about all the ‘what ifs’
Those emotions, those feelings..
In my dreams and my thoughts
I have wondered many times..
What reason there is for why I am still here?
As I lay here watching the storm,
Wondering what is to become of tomorrow.
Sleep calls me, but I know no reason to sleep.
Why would I want to sleep when my dreams hold such fear?
As I also see no reason to be awake.
Why would I want to wake if my fears may become real?
Fear fills my thoughts when I dream;
At this moment sleep is my pain.
I feel so tired due to lack of sleep..
For my dreams are filled with
The pain that haunts me
Dreams that once was filled with joy
Are now but Dreams filled with sadness,
And leave emptiness deep inside of me..
Because of me being so insecure,
These are the thoughts that run
Wildly throughout my mind..
As I toss and turn
Just trying to get through another night.
