It's late
I can't help but lay awake
Because I'm so afraid
My heart races
I wish there was something to sedate
I hate this feeling on me
I feel so out of place
How do I escape
I need to sleep
But I can't find any peace
I can't handle the silence nor the screaming
I want to leave
But there's no where for me
So I stay
Staring at the ceiling
With my heart racing
And my thoughts never ending.
About the Creator
CotardDelusionz
Diagnosed bpd , OCD , ADHD. This is my outlet.
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