While The World Sleeps

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While The World Sleeps

 

                         At night, when all of the world is sleeping,

I lie awake, in my bed, alone, weeping.

For dreams and plans made long, long ago

And wonder when did they change, where did they go?

I think of all of the mistakes I have made,

And then of the price I have been made to pay.

I realize my whole life has been a charade

My dreams, shattered, are lying around my feet,

Everywhere I turn, I get cut very deep.

Paying the price still, for secrets I must keep.

Theres a hole where I used to have my heart;

It was left there when he took my soul and my world fell apart.

No one to hold me, when Im alone and afraid,

I wait for this tortuous pain to fade.

I cant allow anyone else to get too close,

They, too, may not be the person whom they boast.

I cant trust me, to trust anyone again,

I allowed myself to believe he was my best friend.

Hes gone now, taking everything that was inside of me,

And when he left, he made sure, another love I would never see.

 

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