Slumber

If I remain in constant slumber
It's because I do not wish to wake
My dreams still bring me pain enough,
That life might cause my heart to break.
Should I decide to sleep forever,
Don't place the blame on anyone.
You see, it might for the better,
After everything is said and done.
Try whisp'ring softly in my ear,
And if the words are sweet and true,
Perhaps they'll rouse me from my slumber,
And only then I'll wake for you.

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Self

I often complain that I don't know who I am.
Maybe the problem isn't that I don't know who I am,
But that I'm afraid that I already know,
And I really don't like myself.

I've tried numerous times to change;
To be who I want to be.
For me, not for others, but for me,
Or so I tell myself.

But every time I revert back to my old habits.
And I ignore my flaws,
Then I abhor my flaws,
And the cycle starts over again.

Of Loneliness and Sorrow

The world is a sad place.

Sometimes I wonder how others escape the madness.

I want to escape, and I'm not too far away.

Yet, the more I seclude myself from the sorrow of the world,

The more depressing everything seems.

Should I find others to share in my sorrow?

Perhaps the melancholy isn't the problem, but the loneliness.