Fascination
Consumes me
As I would once lay in the street
Peacefully staring into the stars
Degradation
Consumes me
As I lay there in defeat
Wondering how long I can stare into the headlights of those cars
Compunction
Consumes me
As I stare down at my two feet
Wondering if they can carry me far
Predilection
Consumes me
Making my heart skip a beat
Perplexing me, as he would have picked me up, in his car.
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An Insomniacs Lullaby
PoetryIt's 3 AM and I can't sleep. There's too much on my mind, too many thoughts to keep.
