The Beauty Of Insomnia

Stuck here alone, 

Facing this constant urge to cry, forever unknown.

Everyday a facade, a series of smoke and mirrors

Inside the truth always clearer. 

I'm really not happy, although that's nothing new

The simple price of seeking approval from you.

But don't we always want what we can't have?

My life is a sham

Nothing more than fake smiles and clever lies,

I'm not in control now, nor have I ever been.

No one listens, my thoughts ignored or unheard.

Maybe if she'd never left me,

Maybe if she'd loved me enough to stay,

Then maybe it all would have been different,

And nothing would've turned out this way.

No one hears my words unspoken,

But sometimes the words remaining unsaid,

Are what we need to hear most

Sleep deprivation and insomnia become my life

Is it time to let go?

Put an and to the charade and let someone in?

Tired of being the one watching everyone live

I don't want to be left behind. 

I don't know who I am,

But does anyone really?

This pillar of strength is full of cracks, starting to show

Now's the time where it all falls apart, and the pillar crumbles.