Thoughts

Before I sleep

 

The night begins to fall,

And all around goes silent.

Yet there’s floods of screaming,

Running through my head.

 

Of things long forgotten,

Memories far from loving.

Of the loves I once shared,

How none of them really cared.

 

It brings up the deep recesses,

The areas no one wants to go.

Things I’ve tried to hide,

For the tears I didn’t want to cry.

 

But before I go to sleep,

Where nothing could hurt me.

These things scream at me,

Telling me their real.