Insomnia

When the sun sleeps
I slip into the deep
When the evening is through
I think about what I do
Too much thinking
while the clock is ticking
Everything is hidden
when you’re being forbidden
With my thoughts
It tricks
That’s why nothing sticks
Feelings I get pinned
and that’s when I give in
I have so much to thank
Plea forgiveness for my pranks
Now I’m sitting in a blank
With the feeling I’ve been cranked
Watch the minutes change
I start feeling strange
Shrinking then expending
Waiting for my landing
How much time will pass
Until I finally Crash?
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