Tho I lay in bed
The lights ff
My eyes closed
I cannot sleep
Images Flood my mind
Burn themselves into my brain
Impossible to erase
I try to push them away
Hide them behind my walls
But they never stay put for long
And once again I lay awake
Wishing I wasn't me
like this poem much and done in a good and perfect way..hope you go through mine too .... love to read your more poems ...if there are new.. be intouch to be a good and fair friend to share comments... I am with 6 books in hand and you? hope you do more poems like it.....deep thinking...thaught is rich enough..