God knows
What I did
In a past life
Or who sewed
These seeds
I reap
As I can fall
In love
Easily enough
But never
To fucking sleep
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
God knows
What I did
In a past life
Or who sewed
These seeds
I reap
As I can fall
In love
Easily enough
But never
To fucking sleep
4am
And my demons
Want revenge
Again
Why should I bother
Going to bed
When there's nothing
To wake up for
Why should I bother
Waking up
When I enjoy sleeping
So much more
As
the
sun
slowly
rises
What’s
the
point
in
going
to bed?
It’s
not
like
sleep
Gives
me
any
reprieve
From
the
voices
in my
head
It’s
past
midnight
againAnd
still
I’m not
in bedWhen will
they stop
driving
me insaneThese
voices
inside
my head?
Seriously
now
I need
some sleep
For if
I don’t
A lid on it
I won’t keep
Spending
all day
Tired
as fuck
But when
bedtime comes
There’s no
such luck
Waking up to find that,
once again,
I’ve lost my mind
at some point
during the night…
It’s too hot to think
as I sit here on the brink
of yet another nervous breakdown…