I often say I'm tired
But I am not in need of sleep
Peace is the feeling that is required
To give my mind energy, it gets to keep
But peace isn't something I get to choose
My mind is haunted by words unspoken
They remind me of the things I can lose
And the parts of my past that left me broken
Maybe my mind will never be at peace
Maybe the tired will never go away
Maybe the voices will never decrease
Maybe I am unable to ever feel ok
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my darkest hours | poems
PoetrySelf-written poetry that gives an insight on what goes through someone's head when they are at their lowest. ''I sit still in the prime of my darkest hours While my presence seems calm and serene The happiness of my personality overpowers And leav...
