Heather (runawayemotions) wrote, @ 2005-01-04 03:41:00

These voices in my head won't stop...
I hate it when I try to go to bed, and as soon as my head hits the pillow I'm hit with a million and two thoughts. It's worse when it's a poem, and I know if I don't write it down, I'll never get it back.


See these eyes?
They're of a broken girl
With a broken smile
And broken ties.
Laying in a bed
Of broken promises,
And filthy lies.
These eyes convey
All the disappointment
The pain.
The mistakes were made
And now here she lies
A broken girl
With a broken heart
And it's all hidden
In her empty eyes.


When I smile,
It's because of you.
When I cry,
It's for that same reason.
Every emotion evoked,
Is because of you.
I smile, I cry,
Because of you,
Because I love you.
The way you make me feel,
Without knowing, or trying,
Is more than anyone else
Has ever managed to do.
With each smile,
Comes a sunset.
With each tear,
A thunderstorm.
A plethora of emotion,
Each its own natural beauty,
In its own right.
My heart breaks for you,
As I swim through
This ocean of thoughts.

I hate when I can't sleep. It's been happening a lot lately. I'm tired as crap, but I can't for the life of me get to sleep before two hours have passed. I lay in bed wondering my what-if's. Imaginging scenarios that won't ever come to be. Ah well, I'm off to go find something to amuse myself until I get tired enough that I might fall asleep when I go to my bed.