1am and the sun aint up
my writings gone and my head is stuffed
Mind is empty yet full of nothing
what with me!! yes eyes a puffing
The dead of the night feels so into me
all is quiet with nothing to see
the eerie silence creeps around as ants sound their armies chant
spiders wake and pace the floor
webs all spun for dinners door
2am and still I'm here
coffee's on awakens clear
still its racing all inside
madness calling ...all is fine
behind me a chair creaks its night time call
In house ghost welcomes all
sounds from above as sleep takes over
snores and wheezes battle Stevens
yet still near dawn I am awake
sounds of silence not for all
3am its snack eat time
snips of sugar dunked like wine
3 cup gone and I'm still buzzing
body calling sleep not coming
Birds now join my early day
different meanings all the same
songs in progress sounds so sweet
that'll stop me from a sleep
Yet the world awakes another morning
a life begun a day a dawning
Apr 28, 2012
Apr 28, 2012 at 12:17 AM UTC
1am and the sun aint up
my writings gone and my head is stuffed
Mind is empty yet full of nothing
what with me!! yes eyes a puffing
The dead of the night feels so into me
all is quiet with nothing to see
the eerie silence creeps around as ants sound their armies chant
spiders wake and pace the floor
webs all spun for dinners door
2am and still I'm here
coffee's on awakens clear
still its racing all inside
madness calling ...all is fine
behind me a chair creaks its night time call
In house ghost welcomes all
sounds from above as sleep takes over
snores and wheezes battle Stevens
yet still near dawn I am awake
sounds of silence not for all
3am its snack eat time
snips of sugar dunked like wine
3 cup gone and I'm still buzzing
body calling sleep not coming
Birds now join my early day
different meanings all the same
songs in progress sounds so sweet
that'll stop me from a sleep
Yet the world awakes another morning
a life begun a day a dawning
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