When the night stays awake, I’m usually lost within my mind
trying to place things together & living in the past of time
Thinking about my mistakes wishing I could go back
to redo my actions all over again cause I know karma comes back
full force & that effect weighs heavy on my mental
but reading minds or emotions isn’t exactly fundamental
I toss & turn in my bed getting up every 5 minutes to clear my head
with my music blasting thru the air & my phone full of messages unread
because I get into my feelings then write my emotions in my diary
then send em off to those who either motivated or inspired me
I’m more haunted by my thoughts & I’m running away from regrets
pacing back & forth giving thanks to God whenever I feel blessed
When the night stays awake, the morning tends to snooze longer
but I’m so eager for the next chapter so I become a stalker
Sleep can’t find me, my thoughts keep me hidden within my matrix
causing my anxiety to rush when my mind tends to play tricks
- Poetic Venom