ike most other people in life I find being asleep a much better option then being awake but sadly when my insomnia developed in the last two years I find it pretty hard to even find peace, but I do when I sleep. Please tell me what topic I should do next I am not running low I just need to stop triggering my PTSD from my youth.
Standing in the darkness
There seems to be a guiding warmth
Thinking about my cause
Why I was brought up in this earth
Do people really try to care
If not, then why do they hold back
Or are they scared about what's out there
Is it because they see what they lack
In the end I am sorry for the lies I told
I’m just waiting for my moment, yeah for my story to unfold
Yeah times are really unbecoming, oh yeah they are getting hard
It has gotten to the point where I stopped counting all these scars
Laying in my bed, resting my head, but I get no sleep
It hard to rest now, while I am laying down, because reality is my bad dreams
And dreams are my reality.
Do we really have a purpose
Is there a reason I should live on
I keep searching for an answer
But I think there really is none
Climbing up the oak tree
Way above all these gray clouds
And I don’t want to go back
Because then I would have to go down
Maybe there was a reason that other people try to change
Maybe life is a circus in all the pouring rain
Yeah I know I may come off yeah I come off strange
But it was not my fault it all the voices in my brain
Hoping to the stars trading away golden bars, to have a legacy
But I still find no sleep, admitting my defeat, because life is a nightmarish dream
But at least my dreams are my reality
Yes I know it may be for the best, to try to forget the rest of the people I could have saved
But when you are endlessly falling, and all the voices are calling from far away
Know life is a circle, made pretty harmful, with the lack of dreams
But there is someone out there, who I know really cares about me
Because he made my dreams my reality.