I woke up in the middle of the night again,
Just like I did for the past couple of days now,
Even if the night's so nice because it rains.
I am distraught, I admit.
Feeling off lately, I know.
And I'm not sure why even a tidbit.
Maybe it's because I'm thinking too much,
Or I'm restless,
Or maybe because of feeling so much.
I can't seem to relax and it has been for days.
I stopped loving the things I'm doing.
Somebody help me because I can't figure it out even if I pray.
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Life? Life.
PoetryThis is for the lost times in where I found myself. [COMPLETE ✔️] • highest ranking #2 in Poetry - 01/09/17 for ratings and reviews: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40609222-life-life