i love these nights
where you lay drunk and alone in your bed
being happy
from the night before
i love these nights
where you just look at the stars
feeling a little too free
a little too happy floating away
too happy to sleep
too many thoughts to stay awake
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my demons are messing with me
Poetrypoetry about longing, heartbreaks and breakups, new love, mental illness etc. my own experiences and thoughts. all rights reserved.
