Sleep has a grasp on my bones -
My eyes, a white hot burning;
Dreams beckon with undertones
of a pattern I'm not learning.
Apr 23, 2025
Apr 23, 2025 at 9:13 PM UTC
Sleep has a grasp on my bones -
My eyes, a white hot burning;
Dreams beckon with undertones
of a pattern I'm not learning.
Why do I stay up late knowing how tired I am?
