Oh this curse of imagination, Somedays it causes my frustration, Bringing me restless nights, And these artful sights, Please just stop so I can sleep, Or I'll be awake tell the suns first peak, I love my art and my dedication, But not right now in this situation, Oh please mind get some rest, So tomorrow you can be your best!
Wrote this last night, I could not sleep, until after I wrote it and then I was out like a broken light bulb