Nothing like the demons
That keep me up at night
I feel so beaten up
Where is the light?
Nothing like those thoughts
That make me talk to myself
Making my head throb
With anguish for oneself.
Nothing like the ticking clock
That gives me a fright
My eyes wish to shut down
But my brain puts up a fight!
The irony of this is that I just read this poem as I am staying up all night π
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I do that all the time. π
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anyways it was a great write so thank you for posting π
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Thank you! π
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no worries π
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Its 2am and it is relatable π
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It is 3 am as I write this comment and your poem seems to be my anthem right now !!!
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Hope you had some sleep though!
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Yes a little more than forty winks !
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Sorry didn’t realize I was signed into my other blog ……so that’s me too ….incase ypu are wondering !
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Glad you did. π Take some rest.
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