It's like I'm in a dream
I'm trying to wake up
I'm strapped into the seat
The coaster's going up
Life just seems so good
A day without a frown
But like everything else
It all comes crashing down
Welcome to the life of an insomniac
A person who stays up with someone their attached to
But all the time, that person goes on the attack
And that's something that's very hard to get my ass through
Life is like a rollercoaster
It's a thrill
Then, all of a sudden, you wake up
And it's all still
And these days, everyone's chasing to top of that hill
Whether it's from sex or money or a pill
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Oak Tree Poetry
PuisiSome emotions can not be described in one word. I write this so that I can express myself in a way that people can fully understand. Free verse
