Status: Something I began to write when my sleeping problems were severe

Traveling Monsters

Traveling Monsters

It is 2:37 AM and I go to fall asleep
But all I do is start to think
Why? No happy thoughts...
I begin to weep and cry
Some days I just want to die
The monsters that were under my bed somehow have moved to my head
It is not nightmares they give me now
They tend to turn my smile upside down

I live my life in a shell
It is about to crack, but no one will be able to tell
Everyone see a young Latino with hopes and dreams
I just want to scream...

Living through other peoples happiness, that's how its always been
Now that I have someone that makes me happy
Why do I feel like she is going away?

Guess that is my purpose
To live all alone
The monsters are all manipulating drones
I cannot fit the words together
Maybe I am meant to live in the dark alone

It is 4:00 AM now and the sun is rising
Another sleepless night of me hiding from the monsters