I can’t even
bear the thought
of what’s to
come tomorrow
No doubt
it’ll just
be more misery
and sorrow
Perhaps I’d
be better
off staying
in bed
Then I might
just escape
these thoughts
in my head
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I can’t even
bear the thought
of what’s to
come tomorrow
No doubt
it’ll just
be more misery
and sorrow
Perhaps I’d
be better
off staying
in bed
Then I might
just escape
these thoughts
in my head
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
It is 2:30 a.m, so tomorrow is now. Stay in bed? No way Jose…. Nice written poem.
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Haha, thanks! 🖤 2.30am was about 8 hours ago for me so yes, I did eventually get up 👍
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And stay up
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