cry yourself to sleep, by Brandi Subscribe to rss feed for Brandi

I did it.
I got through another day.
Today was different,
better than the others.
I got through today with my head held high,
keeping myself moving,
and not dwelling on what is really happening.
Though, all said and done, it is still all the same.
No differences, 
it has no fear of being lost.
It is all still there, right where i left it.
But, that is what nights are here for.
They are here to give you the chance let go.
The chance to let it all out.
It gives you the chance to do things without anyone else
knowing.
Night, is the time that was made for you,
to cry yourself to sleep.
Posted: 2010-01-21 21:37:46 UTC

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