Sleep escapes as I sit here tonight
Thoughts cloud my head and keep me from rest
Must write them out to clear all this mess
I need a break from this world that only comes in sleep
I fly through skies of purple and blue and all I need to think about
Is you and me
I don't need to worry about that constant building pressure
Just close my eyes and go to sleep there is a better night to see
A one with better measure
Goodnight
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts From a Spec in the Universe
PoesíaSociety is a mess and my mind is in pieces. Thoughts and wonderings compiled into poems.
