Tuesday, July 29, 2008
I’ve got to find my sleeping pills...
Sleeping Pills Haven’t been sleeping right Nights look so dark Yet to my eyes it’s so bright In my head it’s haunting daylight I sunk to my seat From exhaustion or defeat I’m not sure where to cling I seem flying without wings Vision on and off Faces or facets of fears Or was it tears Clogging my eyes Preventing them to demise Footsteps are creeping Behind me they’re closing in Freezing hands from everywhere Wrapping my congealing skin I beg them to stop Plead mercy for my youth Grinning faces...
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