the happy feelings stitched to going to sleep
has slowly been ripping off
ever so subtly, small stitches thread by thread
not taking the sleeping pills because
its going to make me feel guilty the very next day
all of the feelings that didnt exist
fading one by one
try and hold on to the bits and pieces though you know its not going to last
giving your self false hopes to stand on
hiding the fact that
the mind wants to go on
but , the body wants to quit
Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 1:44 PM UTC
the happy feelings stitched to going to sleep
has slowly been ripping off
ever so subtly, small stitches thread by thread
not taking the sleeping pills because
its going to make me feel guilty the very next day
all of the feelings that didnt exist
fading one by one
try and hold on to the bits and pieces though you know its not going to last
giving your self false hopes to stand on
hiding the fact that
the mind wants to go on
but , the body wants to quit
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