25 September 2012
It peeked my interested
It intrigued me though I detested
Left me hollow to the core
Beaten and sore
Bruised and battered
Wrecked and shattered
There's a way to recover
No need to listen more and hover
Give in to the daunting call
Walk down the long hall
Interested in one thing
The familiar feel of its comfort is like a beloved
ring
Go to the pillow that calls your heavy head
Let you interests fall and go to bed
Sleep • Opuss № I