Cracks In The Ceiling

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is about all those times I lay in bed at night staring at my ceiling, thinking about how bad my life had got, and basically just feeling sorry for myself.

Submitted: April 24, 2013

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I lie in bed and stare at the cracks in the ceiling

And try to make sense of what I am feeling

Of the emptiness I feel inside of my soul

This depression is taking its toll

 

I wish I could disappear into the cracks in the ceiling

Or better yet, I wish I was dreaming

Surely my life isn’t supposed to be this way?

Where are my blue skies?

I don’t want grey

 

A lonely tear escapes from my eye

As I stare at the cracks in the ceiling so late at night

Yet another night where sleep hasn’t come

Because I have been questioning what my life has become


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