BEFORE YOU READ:: This poem tells a story if you pay attention

Little child crying in the night,
You aren't afriad of monsters,
You're afraid of the fight,

The fight between your hatred
The fight between your madness
The fight between your sorrows
And the fight between your sadness

Confused little child,
You don't know what to do,
You're losing the battle between yourself within you.

Don't turn away,
The courage will come to you,
Don't cry little child,
I know you'll make it through,

Pull the sheets over your head,
As you're climbing into bed,
Take a deep breath,
Let out a sigh,
Jump into your dreams and let yourself fly to the highest point,
Only to be beat down again,
By the madness in yourself,
Sorry little child but this isn't the end.

It's an ongoing circle,
Night after night,
You don't want any help,
You want to win the fight,
To triumph over yourself in self-satisfaction,
getting rid of the insanity is only half the fraction,

Little child crying in the night,
There's no need to worry,
I know you'll win the fight,

You've battled yourself time and time again,
You've finally gotten to this point,
Congratulations you've reached the end,

When you fall asleep don't turn out the light,
Let all the angels see you,
And keep God in your sight.

I sit here praying you'll make it through,
I dive into your dreams only to see me before you,
A slash hits my face,
A blast hits my heart,
So I sit here and weep,
Realizing we're apart,

I never meant to hurt you,
Didn't mean to make you cry,
Realizing i'm your insanity,
Who ran your eyes so dry,

Coming face-to-face with harsh reality,
With something so tragically true,
Seeing you standing over me,
And realizing I was You.
 
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