Slam Poetry
One happy night, unfortunately not for me Made me sit in bed and cried silently It was that point wherein, everything repeats: the pain, the tears. Those tears that made me breathe heavily and the pain that eats up my entire mind and my body “Am I going crazy or crazier?” my mind asked. Even I don’t know the answer; but I think either of the two choices can happen that night. As I was trying to cry like a kidnapped girl for mom was just next door my heart begins to tighten Heavier breathings, more pain and pain and pain. the silence and darkness is slowly eating me up but I’m not scared I even want to be literally eaten up for I want this agony to stop I then talked to Him and closed my eyes, breathing out heavily and whispered as softly as I could, “I’m back at it again” I sarcastically started. but why am I here again? I don’t understand I want to say this is just a dream, I need to wake up because my eyes are starting to be a waterfall again but, I slapped my face bu