Screaming, aching pain
And Feeling more
Nightmares keeping me awake
Don't think I've ever been so sore
Things have happened, Yes
But I'm so tired of this mess
My tears mean nothing
Yet, I know there's something deep inside
I not know what it could be
I hope soon it will release me.
Because I'm tired of no sleep
All I want is to be free
At the times I'm afraid to be me
What kind of life can that be?
Is there not a place
Where I could safely show my face?
This too shall pass..............Tough times doesn't last but tough people do..............Good Write................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting write Bryant...10s