The Nights Poem by Tshawn Tshering

As night sets in so does the un-dying sorrows
Welling up inside my heart...
I tell myself that I will be OK
But deep inside I know that
Nothing is right with me...don’t worry though
I will get my self through this,
All by my self...Everybody said they will be there
When I need them but I can’t find anyone right now.
All the wrong people
Gathers around me and all that for wrong reasons
But the ones who should be near me
Are just lost in their own private world
I need no sympathy...
Sometimes I cry myself to sleep
But sometimes I don’t sleep all night long.
The mind can be your friend and foe,
But in my case the mind is my own enemy
He makes me think things that I dread to think
Make me say things that I don’t want to say
And make me see things that are not real
The dark shadows that creep in my bed
The hairs that grow inside my heart and
The evils roots that choke my neck
And the dreadful sights that make me puke
It’s not real but my mind makes it so real...
That I am even afraid to close my eyes
For a moment...thinking what if I never wake up! ! !