Have you ever cried yourself to sleep and woken up happy?

Crying lonely melodies

that only sad souls can hear.

No one understands,

But you know

you're needed here.

Pillows soften the impact

But they will not catch your fall.

You know that sleep

won't fix everything,

But it's hard

to do anything at all.

Little broken heart pieces,

Shattered on your bed.

They look just like glass,

But it's the dark thoughts

from your head.

You fall asleep anyways,

Not caring

If you get any cuts.

And it's careless

when you do this,

It's not because of guts.

Your dreams are no longer friendly,

They are most likely nightmares.

But you don't try

to wake up from them,

You feel like nobody cares.

Yet

You wake up in the morning,

And bask in sunlight.

The tears have dried

on your face

And you wonder if..

Maybe everything will be alright.