The Point

Crying yourself to sleep,
Waiting for him to call
So sad when you wake up,
So miserable and afraid to fall

When you’re mind says
You need to stop
And you’re heart says
I don’t want to wake up

That’s the point
It comes to you
Living in a faded dream
Or face the truth?

When you wake up
In an empty bed
Nothing but yourself
And finally, you are not sad.

© Copyright Kelsey