No time to sleep,
when i'm always awake for
creativity
I like to think i can rest,
but my mind implodes
with cresting thoughts.
they don't pause for sleep,
they are instead dragged on.
By my grogginess.
i bid you (reminiscing) adieu
my fair love that's true.
for the night my mind stirs,
and in the morning old thoughts
occur.
Sep 18, 2013
Sep 18, 2013 at 11:22 PM UTC
No time to sleep,
when i'm always awake for
creativity
I like to think i can rest,
but my mind implodes
with cresting thoughts.
they don't pause for sleep,
they are instead dragged on.
By my grogginess.
i bid you (reminiscing) adieu
my fair love that's true.
for the night my mind stirs,
and in the morning old thoughts
occur.
