I can’t sleep at night I’ve got elements I’m facing And in my dreams I need it most to see this vision that I’m chasing And if I wander deeper against this grain Will I split this earth in two, Maybe I was born in cycle, maybe I am recycled youth Still I can’t sleep at night That’s when the lost come knocking Sleep is what is needed most A rest from a view that I am blocking Resist the temptation to be tired Because it comes and goes throughout the day - Sleepless nights, up late wondering when I will stop standing in my own way But still Sleepless nights I can’t sleep Sleepless nights Set me free Sleepless nights Lie a-wake Sleepless nights Stand in my-way And tomorrow is here but for the moment so I get up to live the day Another round of forgotten souls harvest the moon’s decay And these sleepless night keep me from seeing a life from a brighter point of view- I can’t sleep at night So the next day is never new. ~Bre Womble
the wind whistling outside my window dying to get in wanting to intrude on my conversation the loud snores of the two bodies that lie beside me not a sound travels into the room we are the perpetrators my room full of concepts i can no longer focus on the conversations distracted by the cries of the wind and the roars of the beasts inhabiting my bed i must keep quiet for the noise has begun to intensify quiet hrs on the floor silence approaches me, with a request i explain that it's not me but them the voices and the wind and the beasts the conversations now sound like thunder all in an effort to rid of the pollution silence has broken through forcing my hand, i give in to his request my lips have been sealed by those small chalky tablets as the conversations within die off the screams now become a whisper a warm, endearing figure now lays beside me good night silence till we meet again
it is 3:38 am, a boy asleep in my bed and my roommate snoring louder than him. I am stunned by the amount of sound begin created between the two of them and the wind. would you even believe that it was quiet hrs on my floor.
They've given me a new drug that helps me sleep Because I only got a couple hours this week My best friend says I shouldn't rely on the dope but Truly it's the only thing that gives me hope And I'm sorry if I look like I've been falling apart But last night I got too drunk at my old boyfriends apartment And we only broke up cause he's an ******* And I can't take constant annoying harassment To be honest I'd rather be on my own By they say a home alone isn't a ******* home
and into her I would channel the seas let them erode at the darkness file away the rough edges fill her up so that she felt whole again onto her tattoo a thousand words convincing her of her own worth etch them into her skin before she could wash them away let them bleed through the empty pores and sprinkle into her eyes paint a world a blank canvas hand her a paintbrush I'd remind her that she is more than he could ever build her up to be that she was seeing the world through a lens distorted with Melatonin clouds and painkiller ocean