August 15, 2011
Heavy and hard to hold,
Your eyelids over your eyes,
They’re begging for the sweet relief
That only sleep can bring.
But you’re afraid, so you hold them up;
Just like your head
So high,
And you face another sleepless night,
As you try to convince yourself
That monsters only exist in your nightmares,
Though they never cease.

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thetruthawaits94 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 21, 2011 at 10:26 pm
i love the first two lines! i also love how it kind of rhymes even though you didn't try to. for example high and night. Somehow, you've made this poem flow really really well. Great job!
little-miss-mistakes replied...
Aug. 21, 2011 at 10:27 pm

thank you!!


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