What is it that keeps you awake at night, is it something you know, that is not right?
Do you wonder at that, do you wish for this. Is it your heart, that’s in such a twist?
Can you scream with no sound, the pain, so bad, but being so proud?
Is it something with which you can’t cope?
Or are you lucky and you have dreams full of hope?
Could love make it better, could love make it worse? Has love a place, in your own self-worth?
Or are you consumed by everything you, having no place for anyone new?
What fears keep you awake at night. KNOWING inside that something is not right?