Darkness scrolls across my room..
This late night hour spells it's doom.
Sleep not do I in case I die
Sleep not do I my dreams are all lies
But sleep I must for soon I riseRed eyes, red eyes, red eyes.
How can one sleep when one has so much he just realized or maybe what's worse is the most of it is all lies.
Red eyes, red eyes, red eyes
I must go to sleep, my depression is deep.. I can't see myself ever falling to sleep.
Red eyes, red eyes, red eyes.
My eyelids are dropping and that should seem calming but there's a fear of this feeling that is quite alarming.. it's been a while since sleep has been the stranger but maybe my body can't help but feel in danger. What can one do but try or get
Red eyes.
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Love Life Death: A Book Of Poems
PoesíaA collection of poems written throughout my life. Enjoy