alone in the dark i can not see
it feels like sombodys wacthing me
my tears come down but soon fade away
they think im sleeping but im awake
it feels like im dying but im actually crying
crying myself to sleep so as u can see im weak
speechless has cought me mindless
then cought me timeless
myfriend is the pillow
where i lay is the floor
what i see is black benthe the floors

by christal amaro

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wonderful write you described my every night