Sometimes stress makes it hard to sleep.

My Lullaby for You

I can't sleep at night because I don't wanna wake up
Everyday is a fight just to make it to the next day
I want someone to talk to but I have nothing to say
Everything I feel is salted down with some pain
I see no sun because it always has to rain
I'm troubled in my brain and I hate to be insane
I look at the world around me and it's so mundane
I look for excitement and all I find is hopes aflame
I took a walk and found myself stuck in a hole
Tried to push on but what I lack is a goal
I try to run away but I'm here tied to a pole
I try to sit still but I always go for the kill
I'm premature in my efforts and it makes me hated
I try to be happy but everyone says it's overrated
I struggle to be myself because I feel like a puppet
I look at my toe-tag and it's already dated
I look in the mirror and my face has already faded
Vampires walk past me looking for blood
I'm like a firecracker about to explode and blast away
But sitting here thinking that I might be a dud
I have potential but I lack inspiration
I keep finding myself back in this situation
I'm always stuck under someone's dictation
My freedom is in violation of my probation
Cops don't arrest me because I'm already in jail
If Heaven is real then I have to be in Hell
Everyday this room looks more like a cell
I get called a jerk because I put in the work
I get called a loser because I try to win
I get called a fool because I believe in you
I get called a slob because I'm a bloddy mess
If I was truly guilty then I would just confess
I don't wanna conform and be with the rest
I wanna be great and do my very best
If I was possessed then I'd be blessed
If I was sane then I'd be nothing of value
If I gave it a shot then in this place I'd rot
This very spot is where I'm always hot
I get caught in my own lullabies
I'm the victim that makes murderers cry
I'm the reason people around me wanna die
If I could fly then I'd be a bird
If I was a bird then I'd be hunted
If I was hunted then I'd atleast be appreciated
If I thought clearly I would be inebriated
If I voice my opinon I have to be debated
If I was hated then someone would love me
Too bad my life is no better than yours
I'm just a preview of what is in store
I lay on the floor and I beg for more
Because the torture makes me feel alive
Because I can take it all just to talk to you
I can bend rainbows to mend your heart
I can tear the world apart to find your happy place
I'd jump off a cliff just to put a smile on your face
I can do it all because you make my heart race
You are a diamond and I'm a lump of coal
You are my flower and I'm your weed
You're what I need and you make me bleed
I'm your dust and you can be my broom
And we can assume that you might care a little
You might spare me because I'm brittle

Published June 20, 2011 Write a comment
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