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Sam Sep 2017
If tiredness was next to godliness, I'm sure I'd be omnipotent.
Kaylee Sep 2017
Uncontrollable shaking as my body struggles to hold up
Ready to fall into the void of unconsciousness
Wishfully yearning for eternal dormancy
Already phasing into insensation
Automatically transitioning, ready for perpetual darkness
Of sinking into a temporary coma
I am so tired right now... This complete exhaustion... so much that i could write a poem...
But I couldn't finish..
Shammyshamsham Sep 2017
tik tok tik,
times too long
works too many
love too less.

tik tok tik,
its already two thirty
a few more hours
you'll soon be free.

tik tok tik,
Did the clock stopped ticking?
Times taking so long,
I'm stressed, bored.

Tik toc tik toc tik!!!
common hurry!
I miss my bed.

Tik toc tik,
time check its two thirty eight.
Tik toc tik,
times too long.
Jellyfish Jul 2017
Sometimes I leave my computer on
when I'm trying to fall asleep at night...
it used to bother me greatly,
but now it just reminds me of when you were here.
AS Nilsen Jul 2017
#68
You live in all of the corners
Of my mind where I dream
To have it all together
To dream to have it all
To dream together
At all
To dream
f Jun 2017
My mother was a dreamer
My father was a sinner
And now I am  a daughter
With nowhere to call home

I laid out all the pictures
Constructing my memory
I was a happy little girl
Forgetting all my eyes had seen

I hid it deep inside
Every dark thing
Until one day once you'd died
I remembered everything
_

And now it consumes my thought
I try so hard to **** it
Abused and broken on the floor
There's a knife - a leg split

I'm far too vain to cut my arms
So I cut my legs
Why do I do this - it hurts
"Bittersweet", I said

Walking in the dark among the streets I knew
I remember you, the sky was black
And I was pale with fright of you

You smothered me, too much for me to bear
I couldn't scream I couldn't breathe
And you really didn't care

Punching me in my stomach
I felt a knot in my throat
I tried to form a fist, I couldn't
Felt my spirit start to float

Sleep paralysis is how my memories came back
It started with nightmares of me walking
And ending with me dying
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