Why or why do these things haunt me,
How can i let them continue to taunt me.
As i grow older nothing makes sense,
I'm tired I'm scared and I'm overly tense.
My eye's are so heavy i need to rest,
I know all the things i must do for the best.
Yet here i am awake and thinking,
Eye's filled with tears heart sinking and sinking.
Frowning with sorrow re-living the pain,
Memories blocking up my over used brain.
Rest little child its time to sleep,
Wipe away from your eyes them tears you weep.
You've come so far despite having struggled your way,
You are getting so much stronger day after day.
The hope is there and you have seen the light,
Through many darkened days and sleepless nights.
This Night isn't really any different,
You want to move on yet your minds so resistant.
You will get through these times as you have in the past,
And look back and wonder how on earth did you last.
You will achieve for yourself the life that you crave,
And know through it all your own life you have saved.
All the hard work will pay off in the end,
You will see in yourself your very best friend.
Copyright ©2008 Natalie Rawlings
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