tossing and turning
tucking myself in,
over,
and over,
and over again.
i guess i can't cry myself to sleep,
if i can't sleep at all
i guess i can't be late
if i never go to sleep
i guess i can't even
say the words...
the three words...
insomnia
not
enduring
enough
daytime
help
end my
laughing
poetry
Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 12:31 AM UTC
tossing and turning
tucking myself in,
over,
and over,
and over again.
i guess i can't cry myself to sleep,
if i can't sleep at all
i guess i can't be late
if i never go to sleep
i guess i can't even
say the words...
the three words...
insomnia
not
enduring
enough
daytime
help
end my
laughing
poetry
i can't sleep
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