I'm at the point of sleep
Yet I resist
A grey mist
Descends
As my day ends
The last cup of tea
Circulates
Inside of me
Voices on the TV
Swirl inside my head
I can hear my bed
Calling
Oh I'm falling
Into inky black
No going back
I hear you, moon
I'll be there soon
Your silver lullaby
Is out of tune
Could that be why
Sleep can stand by
Just a minute please
Before red eye release
I'm awake
But not for long
I'm not that strong
I'm at the point
The brink
So I think
I'll go to sleep...
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@Zorua101 heh...just felt the old lids getting heavy and whipped the pad out, just wrote what I was feeling 👍 thanks for reposting ❤👏👏
@misssgoldilocks very kind words thank u! ❤ if my stuff helps or inspires in any way then so much the better. 👍 thank u for reposting 👍👏🌹
@sara_lou 😂 I could feel my eyes closing so I whipped the pad out and just wrote it! The things you do... 😂😂👍❤🌹
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