Darkness ...
My eyes won’t stick ...
All I feel is an endless tick, tick, tick,
A maelstrom of thoughts circle round,
In a sea of emotion, hopes, dreams and fears I drown.
The night is a blanket that smothers,
As I fantasise about all of the others,
the me’s that are handsome, brave & desired,
Who people look up to and I’m admired.
If only this, what about that?
My forces of sleep attempt a coup d’etat,
To overpower the fortress of awake,
But they fail and my brain starts to ache.
Time rolls on and day begins to rise,
My sleepy eyelids apart I must prise,
Ready to face this brand new day,
which I know I’ll spend wishing away.
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Author:
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