Alone In My Bed

Alone in my bed

It's dark in the morning, alone in my bed

There are things that I dread going on in my head

Again I can't sleep

Fell into a well

Inside my own Hell

With no one to tell

Dim is the light

It doesn't feel right

I pray in despair that it turns out alright 

It's no mystery that all I can see is a ceiling of grey that's staring at me

I try to explain that 

I'm stuck in my pain

With nothing to gain

And it's here I'll remain

My thoughts gain pace like I'm running a race but I cannot replace what my head won't erase 

Lost and alone in the confines of home

My mind is on the roam as I'm rhyming this poem

Trying my best with

No one to impress 

Is this some kind of test?

Will I ever get rest?

Feeling quite sad

And I'm not even mad

Right now I am scared cause I'm so dumb and impaired 

There are things that I dread going in my head in the dark of the morning 

All alone in my bed.