Eaten my Sanity

Fri, 10/03/2014 - 17:00 -- gdewint

I wish problems disappeared when you lay down to sleep at night.
I wish they float away like the setting sun.
But alas, they don't.
And each night you ignore your problems, they grow and grow.
I wish I could face my problems but instead I tuck them under my pillow when the moon rises.
And they grow.
And grow.
And soon my problems have eaten my sanity as I sleep.


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