It's 4am..
I should be asleep right now.
I should be resting.
I shouldn't be worrying.
I shouldn't be fearing.
I shouldn't be awake.
I'm scared.
I'm worried.
I'm terrified.
I'm trembling.
I'm screaming.
I don't want to be awake at all.
Not now.
Not tomorrow.
Not ever.
I'm so scared.
I'm so... so scared.
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Author:
That Weird One. (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just... well... Yea. Please be sure to drop down a comment since all sorts of feedback can be really helpful! Thanks!
- Category: Sad
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