Tired

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“Goodnight”

“Goodnight”

My mind is too muddled, my consciousness confused
I no longer search for entertainment nor do I...

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Tiredness

Tiredness

Tiredness is somebody I have learned to hold hands with.
We crave each other’s company.
We...

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I can hardly open my eyes

I can hardly open my eyes

Why are my eyelids heavy ?
I can hardly open my eyes
Am I under the weather ?
Perhaps...

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“Goodnight”

“Goodnight”

My eyelids are heavy
Tis that time of night
to go to my bed
and bid you all “...

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AYE....

Aye...
Let the young ones
Have it...

Let them play around
With hearts......

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Damned If I do, damned if i...

Damned If I do, damned if i don’t

I’m damned if I do, yet I am damned if I don’t, I feel like I want to, but I know that I won’t.. will...

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WEARY

I am so so weary
And no feelings come
So let this body rest now
Lie down and be done...

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Telling myself.... NO

Telling myself.... NO

Me and you are staying home today doing absolutely nothing!! I don’t care that you want to drive to the...

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hidden

hidden

i'm hidden in plain sight.
i sit in class
crying,
screaming,
begging,
...

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EMpty Motivation

What a wild ride this is … this ride of life.
The up and down and all around..
and then back...

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Sleepless

Sleepless

Eyes weary
body shattered
Mind whirring
thoughts mattered
clock ticking
...

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FORGOTTEN,FORGIVEN,GODS...

Time to leave on the memory
before the saints remove the bandage
close your eyes
...

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Sound of Silence :(

Sound of Silence :(

Oh how I wish I lived at the seaside
I could soak up the sounds from the shore
I wonder if...

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Day 9

Day 9

Woke up to the sounds of distrust
The sounds of your rush
Quickly gathering your things for...

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THE GRANDFATHER CLOCK

It's time for me to unwind the grandfather clock said
I have told the time for years and want to go...

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A Poetic Parasite...

A Poetic Parasite...

A leech to life,
Myself,
I will invite,
I'm a strange kind,
A poetic parasite...

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in that wakeful daze

in that wakeful daze

If I stand on my tiptoes I can see a good night’s sleep
I can’t quite reach it but I’m sure I might...