Tonight is a night where tiredness washes over me.
Where the need to sleep, the need the rest grows larger.
But the need, the desire to sleep fades.
The regret of not sleeping early fills me before the chance to sleep has come, and before the day even begins.
The knowledge of how irritable and annoyed I will become tomorrow at those that do not deserve it is already learned.
And the frustration towards myself will stay where it has chosen to reside in my bones, till the lecture of how stubborn I can be is heard, is learned, and is fixed.
- Owl.
YOU ARE READING
Dive into my mind, don't drown.
PoetryIf you're brave enough or maybe even stupid, to dive into the water, but you'll have to save yourself.
