This Coastal Town

I love living here

Next to the sea

On my cosy little croft

But the seagull noise

When I’m trying to sleep?

That can fuck right off

Raiding The Fridge

What the fuck

Are you still doing up

Don’t you know

It’s quarter past four?

Well of course I do

But it’s nothing new

To find I can’t sleep

Anymore

Zestless

Finally
dropping
into
bed

Knowing
I couldn’t
have done
any more

There’s
no point
setting
an alarm

As
there’s
nothing
to wake
up for

The Dream Catcher

Bad thoughts creep

As I’m without sleep

For yet another night

Fears won’t keep

Whilst I lie and weep

Losing the will to fight

Half The Battle

All
of a
sudden
now
it
seems

That
my
waking
mind
is
empty

You
only
exist
in
my
dreams

But of
those
there
are
still
plenty

The Overthinker

Time to
get some
sleep

He
said

You can
do that
another day

If only
it was
that easy

She
said

To pack
my brain
away

3.38pm

Another
day spent
lying
in bed

Thoughts
racing
through
my head

Wondering
what it
was you
said

And all
the while
wishing
I was dead

Fifty Winks

I’ve
woken up
on the
sofa
today

Now I
feel
like
a half
shut
knife

I’ve
said it
before
and I’ll
say it
again

I
really
fucking
hate
my
life

DIY

I wish
I could
sleep

But I
simply
can’t
relax

I just don’t
have the
strength
to keep

Painting
over the
cracks

Forty Winks

Why do
I bother
coming
to bed

It’s not
like I
can
sleep

All I
do is
fucking
lie here

Overthinking
and
counting
sheep

Sleep Is Futile

What’s the
point in
going to bed

With all
this shit
inside my head

It’s not
like I’ll be
allowed to rest

With this
sickness deep
inside my chest

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