It's being a tough summer
I couldn't sleep this night
Not just because I miss You
But because there's a factory next to my house
Spreading toxic smoke, chemtrails over my bedroom
I breathe It, I feel It. Your lack is, now, inside my lungs.
I used to breathe you, but now...
I can't sleep
And that's why I get up to write some random things
And listen to the Album which has won the Grammy Awards
I miss spring
Where should I run to right now?
To the north or to the south?
I heard the state borders would be closed without your presence.
Aren't You coming with me?
I miss the countryside smell
I miss that farm I used to go when I had insomnia
Now It doesn't embrace me anymore
Just like You, my dear
I really think I'm gonna miss you forever
Even when I'm happy with another person,
Creating new plans, Studying new languages and meeting other places...
I remember of us, I remember of you.
God damn, what a pity of myself!
I'm really crazy.
And I don't mind
'Cause I've found myself in this world.
I ain't no more that lost boy You used to know at High School
I'm free. My freedom is in You.
That's why I feel locked sometimes
'Cause You run away from me.
Paradox. infinite circles. suffering.
It's been a tough summer, Isn't It!?
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Insomnia
Poetrya bunch of poetries were, once, made throughout an insomnia midsummer's night.