endless nightmares
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At night I'll lie awake, I'll sit and ponder my mistakes.
God, I'm so tired but this desire to be the best won't let me sleep.
I'll ponder everything I've done wrong, every stumble every fall
Her white Silhouette,Weaves through weeping, tangled trees,Of this once thrivingMarshland, as her screeching wails,Bear this man's, looming death
Sometimes I wish,
Out loud or in my head
That this was just,
A horrid nightmare.
A nightmare that is way too long,
And way too heart breaking.
Sadly this isn’t a dream or nightmare,
wpimentel16's verse:
Nights without sleep but with my eyes closed
Vivid dreams about that night
About how I would see you fall
