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on December 19, 2015 - 8:19am

Here you go, GRCEMEISE! This is a poem I wrote about being alone at night with depression. It's not that great, but it's one of my favourites, seeing as it doesn't end in death. If you'd like me to post some of my more seriously depressing ones, I can, but I don't wish to trigger anyone.


One in the morning,
One in the morning,
and I can't sleep.
I listen to the sounds
of rain, of silence outside.

Two in the morning,
Two in the morning,
and I still can't sleep.
I lay here, wide awake,
yet so lucid. So Quiet.
I have to be, to let them sleep.

When will three come
to show me slumbering.?
When will three come
to me crying in a pillow.?
Three is the time of Remembrance.
Of when I was sleeping,
an innocent thing, not thinking.
Nor worrying about the next hour.

~Jade Trisdale