May 2015
I sleep alot
I don't mean to
I hate sleeping
When its not time
Everytime I wake
The feeling comes
My heart slowly
Pumps faster and then
I realize
I would never know
If my heart had
Stopped
I don't mean to
I hate sleeping
When its not time
Everytime I wake
The feeling comes
My heart slowly
Pumps faster and then
I realize
I would never know
If my heart had
Stopped
