It’s around the time
when you realise you’re not okay.

The whole world is fast asleep,
Safe in their dreams.
While you battle the demons in your head.

They keep you up.
Your thoughts begin to spiral.
Downward they go,
As you fall along with it into the abyss.

Heart is in tangles.
Mind is a mess.
Soul is shattered.
You’re drowning in your own feelings.

Now you lie awake,
Letting the demons takeover.
Wishing you were counting stars,
Not problems.

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