Insomnia starved me of sanity
Darkness wrapped me like a sheet
The ticking of a clock, forever stuck on repeat, on repeat, on repeat, on repeat, on repeat, on repeat, on repeat,
Love, death, color and sound. It all seems empty at times. The world feels so empty
The decayed soul was the Lotus that never bloomed
The gravitas of time and space, merging at the center of my being
The echoes of my thoughts, crashing like waves.
Sleep was the tsunami I prayed for