'sleep' 'sad' 'love' 'mental'
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Lay my head down,
Exhausted,
Close my eyes,
Not sorted.
Open again,
Nearly midnight now,
Wired again,
This is bringing me down.
Can't switch off,
all i smell is gasoline, the fumes burning up inside of me.
it's dark and all there is the roaring sound of an engine.
press down on the gas as if my foot is getting heavy,
Sleep has become the most delicious donut
Dangling in front of the treadmill
Like the meal
I was reluctant to eat
Could've saved that dollar for yet another bill
Like rats
They just keep coming
I've tried endlessly to make a shift...to rotate my breathing...1...4...8...1...4...8...to let my eyesdroop,and my heart steady: like honeydripping from a spoon.How sweet sleep would be...
and
my mind
wanders at
night
maybe
its when
you're asleep
my anxiety rest
with the lul
of your
dreams
