I can't sleep.
There's so much in my head.
I could get up,
but it's so much safer in bed.
All, I can see,
is bound to be red.
I could forgive,
but it's easier to be mad instead.
I can't wait.
There's so much up ahead.
I could be patient,
but there's so much your life led.
All, I can do,
is bound to be said.
I could wait,
but you look so much better dead.
YOU ARE READING
Sleep My Love: Poetry
PoetryA collection of poetry by yours truly. I also write my poems into song form and if you like them, ill write more.
