Yes! Better As Before Poem by Manonton Dalan

how many screams you heard in your sleep
contain and muted by silken fabric on your bed
yet when it comes morning you're awake, fresh
loving every minutes pretending to be at peace
one time i scream at roaring river, unheard
even a lone wing flying over me, ignored

i mumbled 'i who have nothing' they would say
'that's surely be a lie'; well, what should i be
i came to my room it's all empty, except me
i threw myself to bed and i almost lost my mind
but then tiny sparkle of hope burst to light
i have something to hang on, my dear life

(lol... i could be better)