Awake

Lutalican

The things that keep me up at night

are usually my mistakes:

 

Things I wish I had done

chances I want to take.

The regrets I can never shake

opportunities I long to make.

 

The things that keep me up at night

whisper in my ears:

 

Reminding me of good times

lost over the years.

Laughs over cold beers

the boys yelling cheers.

Of the times when I was brave

and had no fears.

 

The things that keep me up at night

replay in my mind:

 

Of the times when was I more inclined

to do something kind,

not climb behind walls

and turn an eye blind

to someone in a bind

 

 

I lie awake... troubled and torn

questions run laps around my mind

I try to find my way out of the maze called my brain...

but I am trapped in here and can’t escape.

  • Author: Lutalican (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 21st, 2020 21:42
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • dusk arising

    Those tortures can be hell and insomnia will rule.
    A good book, or even a bad one, is a remedy until your eyes are too tired to continue.



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