Under our beds, or just in our heads
The memories and thoughts have changed us instead
For the ones that we fear have come so near
And they bind us with unbreakable thread
The tangled sheets, where the nightmares meet
And the horrors come out to play
Our hearts beat astray, as we await the light of day
We lay in bed and try as we may
The unbreakable thread remains unbroken
And once we are awoken, it seems to fade away
Children play and find a way to express the feelings with in
As we grow to play is wrong and we’re told, that feelings
Are not meant to show.
Keep it inside, wipe the tears from your eyes
As society kicks us down, and yet we aren't allowed to frown.
Our smiles are bound by the same thread, but we keep it in our heads
For if we speak, we’re taken as weak
So our thoughts go unheard, and we don’t say a word
Fear runs through our heads
We lay awake in our beds, and we dream about being dead instead
In a world without words where our voices go unheard, the regret of things we never say, hearts gone hard and astray with doubt
Don’t be torn apart by the things you haven't said…
To be weak is to be silent
So speak….
About the Creator
Hannah Moon
Art is never finished, only abandoned.
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