My legs are untangled
From these wicked sheets,
That hold me down in prison,
As I try to sleep.
My thoughts are stirring,
Conquests on my mind,
As if it's though I'm falling
To very fast to find.
My eyes are awake,
From the tick of the broken clock,
It mind seem unnerving,
But it's a smoothing shock.
The darkness pulls me in,
While I'm trying to slumber,
Of which I can't recall
Which hour is this number?
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Eighteen. Macabre & Romance
Tossing and turning, In my bed, Memories, churning, Blood in my head. Salt in my bloodstream, Night in my salt, Anything innocent, Isn't my fault.
There's a bloody flame Licking in my eyes, And a sick knot Shredding my stomach. I think the sky isn't my answer. I failed that aspect again, And to reach for it now Is admitting defeat to myself.
The lack of sleep is puzzling me, The bags under my eyes are bursting at the seams. Night and day is slowly becoming the same thing, Slowly but surely my mind and body is changing.
On the outside, I am calm. I am not angry. On the inside, I am screaming. I am angry. On the outside, I have respect. I have peace. On the inside, I have lost all respect for most people.
I really should be sleeping, But I'm just lying here instead. Staring at the darkness, Thoughts floating through my head. All the things to do tomorrow, All the things I didn't do today.
#nightdwellers 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...
My lack of sleep leaves me in complete despair, It makes my mind feel as though its in need of repair.
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