Every night, like clockwork, the tears come.
The fall and form drops on the floor
That come together to form a small puddle
Then a bigger one that rises and rises
And floods my room.
I cant swim so I go under.
I cant breathe so I flounder.
Theres no lifejacket
Nobody able or willing to save me.
I don’t know how to save myself
So I guess I’ll just drown.
Remember me as a girl with big dreams
Who thought she’d live her life amongst the clouds
And the stars…
Until circumstance pulled her down and chained her there
Everyday she was a prisoner in her room.
Another day that happiness escaped her grasp
Along with independence and freedom.
All she had to look forward to was the night
That was when, like clockwork, her tears would come.
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