I always feel sleepy
Like my eyes are slowly
shutting down.
My mouth is slightly open.
And then my breathing starts to hitch..
When and where now I can relax.
Not to think anything at all.
As each night passes,
I'm really loving all of these.
To wish to stay longer than this.
And you know what I'm thinking.
As I'm waiting for it come down,
And to only grant my wish,
to sleep.
YOU ARE READING
My Own Kind Of Poetry
Poetrywords scrunched up in sentences that makes only sense to me. cause no one understands.
