Sleep seems to elude me.
Late nights or early mornings.
Enough it never is to think.
Even while you dance in my head,
People blur past, focus nowhere else.
Life it seems to slow down.
Enabling me to make memories,
So much longer than they are.
Sleep or awake, I'm in a dream.
Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 8:25 AM UTC
Sleep seems to elude me.
Late nights or early mornings.
Enough it never is to think.
Even while you dance in my head,
People blur past, focus nowhere else.
Life it seems to slow down.
Enabling me to make memories,
So much longer than they are.
Sleep or awake, I'm in a dream.