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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
It's nights like this Where my mind is a cage My thoughts rattling around behind the bars Negativity Hate Anxiety Insecurity Screaming at my from every angle I can't process my thoughts
It's my destiny To fall asleep, But I lie here wide awake. My head ablaze But my body still Silently awaiting my fate. For I cannot sleep, How hard I try,
The clock reads 1:23. I am still, bathed in the green light of the microwave. My mind drifts from place to place but my body is stationary. The clock reads 3:45.
The only dreams I remember are the ones where we're together. laughter soft smiles skin on skin loose lips clashing teeth twisting tongues hand in hand
Typing inching Eyelids tiring Heroes crying Villains dying Sleep depriving Caffeine failing Planets burning Magic learning Resolve crumbling Block existing.
A long time ago, a wise sorcerer once told me that every night, from then on, I will soundlessly fall asleep and have a peacefully lucid dream of a far better world.
"Footsteps through the fire But I don't feel a thing Burning even brighter I sour on angel wings Down in a ditch I can see the light If I could only reach I try with all my might
I wake at midnight to the sound of myself. Holding every breath -it's no use. Can't breathe. Cant sleep. It barks out of me like a rabid dog. Every time I feel
It's 2 am, I just want to go to bed, I need to find a place where I can rest my tired head. I guess I can go to sleep, but I can sleep when i'm dead.