tell me all the ways to stay awake
I'm sleeping on sunlight
the moon ignites synapses to charge
don't know a dream from reality
I'm counting every single last seam
no one is real since these walls keep turning
cocoon my thoughts away- I'll steal them back
drown my sorrows in the melatonin
all it does is buzz and hiss at this pink machine
insomia's a blessing when nightmares attack
waking daydreams in shuddered hisses
go back into the time sleep was a need
not a vain want wrapped in disease
Nov 5, 2024
Nov 5, 2024 at 5:38 AM UTC
tell me all the ways to stay awake
I'm sleeping on sunlight
the moon ignites synapses to charge
don't know a dream from reality
I'm counting every single last seam
no one is real since these walls keep turning
cocoon my thoughts away- I'll steal them back
drown my sorrows in the melatonin
all it does is buzz and hiss at this pink machine
insomia's a blessing when nightmares attack
waking daydreams in shuddered hisses
go back into the time sleep was a need
not a vain want wrapped in disease
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