The cold burns.
It's so cold I'm numb,
but it stings.
Sleeping makes me tired.
When I don't sleep I feel more alive than ever,
while feeling completely exhausted.
The loudest sounds deafen us.
And while everything is quiet,
the smallest things are loud.
I scream and nobody comes to my aid,
but i whisper and the world hears what i say.
The greatest of Stories,
occur in the darkest of times.
But the biggest of tragedies unfold,
when all is fine.
It's inconsistent
May 29, 2018
May 29, 2018 at 1:17 PM UTC
The cold burns.
It's so cold I'm numb,
but it stings.
Sleeping makes me tired.
When I don't sleep I feel more alive than ever,
while feeling completely exhausted.
The loudest sounds deafen us.
And while everything is quiet,
the smallest things are loud.
I scream and nobody comes to my aid,
but i whisper and the world hears what i say.
The greatest of Stories,
occur in the darkest of times.
But the biggest of tragedies unfold,
when all is fine.
It's inconsistent
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