POEM STARTER
Submitted by Oddity
The Beauty of Being Asleep
Write a poem which could have this as its title.
The Beauty Of Being Asleep (Is A Lie)
Oh, nightmares,
Nightmares.
The horror that
Haunts me.
It’s fiction,
These stories aren’t
Real, but they
Feel all too real.
Nobody trusts me
In these wicked dreams.
They chose
Him over
Me.
Maybe, the
Bad thought
Cause these.
I know that I would choose
Him over
Me.
I should be upset,
I should be scared.
I am just empty,
All these things have
Drained me.
I can’t feel,
I am numb.
*I don’t know what this even is. Y’all I don’t want tomorrow to be Monday!😭 Anyways, have a great day!*