Late Nights

• Jaida Allman, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2021

it's late at night and I'm tired and alone
I'm tired of faking smiles and wearing cheap cologne
spending hours looking through lyrics to find the words that I can’t say
the demons in my head and under my bed keeping me at bay

watching everyone I care about leave and move on
trust broken and sorrys foregone
tears streaming down my face, I’m holding myself close
finding comfort in online ghosts

dramatic love stories end with death
blubbered confessions while taking their last breath
I’ve no one left to catch me as I fall
maybe this will be the last chapter after all