It Gets Better Poem by Manonton Dalan
It Gets Better
how could i sleep tonight when
my mind is not with me so far
i waited for that quiet moment
fleeting, hard to catch this day
i tried to create story for me
but it didn't work, it should be
i listen to music to soothe my
my thoughts, instead i dream of you
this very time i have memories
we share; you and me; walls of dream
i run my finger on my lips to stop
but it keeps on going like a movie
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