When you lay across your bed,
with your head hanging off the side..
Do you get thoughts, like wondering,
when exactly you'll die?
Suddenly, you zone out;
Feeling the blood rush to your head.
Things getting fuzzy...
The object you've been staring at,
starts to move.
The lights start to flicker
and you look around your room.
Feeling a presence,
but soon...you resume.
Back to the feeling...
Of the numbness, that is.
Not being able to sleep at night;
and the paranoia within.
~ B.M.D ~
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Everything Is A Form Of Art
PoetryThe best way I know how to express how I feel; With words. ~ by B.M.D. A.k.a ~ Bloopsque A.k.a ~ ItamiTheSaiyan A.k.a ~ Me
