It drives me.
Colliding my heart and my soul.
A night of wondering.
A voice in the dark.
Memories come
memories go.
I lie awake all night.
Even counting sheep don't help me sleep.
Sweet insomnia
excitements symptom.
I close my eyes
and I come alive.
These are the days my friend,
before it all begins.
Revel in these days.
Sweet insomnia comes to me when I close my eyes
my mind drifts
my heart flutters.
My body never to rest.
Forever locked in her sweet sleepless embrace
I bend knee and let insomnia in
ever to wander the gloom.
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 3:38 AM UTC
It drives me.
Colliding my heart and my soul.
A night of wondering.
A voice in the dark.
Memories come
memories go.
I lie awake all night.
Even counting sheep don't help me sleep.
Sweet insomnia
excitements symptom.
I close my eyes
and I come alive.
These are the days my friend,
before it all begins.
Revel in these days.
Sweet insomnia comes to me when I close my eyes
my mind drifts
my heart flutters.
My body never to rest.
Forever locked in her sweet sleepless embrace
I bend knee and let insomnia in
ever to wander the gloom.
