(Darlene)
Countless nights
I spent awake
Tossing and turning
But never could sleep

(Brandon nagley)
Countless hour's
Of depression's power
Silence is all
Though demon's mess with mine Slumber...

(Darlene)
I've layed here for minutes
Though it feels like hours

(Brandon nagley)
And the hours to mine brain
Wrap around me in deathly sleep showers.

(Darlene)
My eyes are dry........

(Brandon nagley)
And whilst these eyes art dried
I contemplate suicide
Take the ticket? To young to die?
Until now I'll try, pray to god for asleep
Yet these legs art sore, mine neck is creaked.

(Darlene)
I just want my blood to be leaked...........

(Brandon nagley)
I just want a freedom from me
A freedom for sleep
God doth thou heareth me, I'm tired
This bed is wired, the phones on fire.
Must I go on this hellish night routine????


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©duo with me and Darlene