My pounding heart, I can feel it in my head,
Can't sleep, lying for hours on this queen sized bed
Closing my eyes, wanting to slip away,
Rather than dealing with this pain everyday
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Now that I finally have the chance to sleep for as long as I want, my mind decides to take over and make me think of random things. Now that I finally have the chance to rest, my body chooses to stay tired. Now that I can be free from worries, my soul wants to feel stressed.
Okay, a bit dramatic, but still delivers the message: "I feel like crap."
So, yeah. I'm gonna stop ranting and try to get some sleep now. Good night :3
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Thoughts of an Eccentric Author
PoetryJust some random thoughts that pop into my head every now and then.
