Plagued Existence


The feelings restless inside of me

The thoughts inside getting scary

Dawn comes and it's all over

It's not as if I'm not sober.


The nightmares not just at night,

but even worse when it's light;

put on a mask just to get through

that's why it doesn't bother you.


Crying inside I fake a smile

maybe this feeling could last for a while?

Reality returns, I mutter a curse,

but stop before those thoughts emerse.


The sky grows dull, the sun has set,

just one last thing to regret…

My body grows numb, as all returns

The fire inside me, as always, burns.