[2018]
Wake up, it is morning time
Pop your neck and rub your eyes
crawl back into bed again
Drift to sleep and fall to zen
Too much on your mind to sleep
On an edge that's far too steep
Your mind drifts far away from us
Conversate alone, discuss
Later, later you will go
Drifting away far too slow
Every time you blink your eyes
You just want to cry
Eternity will slip away
Leave your mind on edge, at bay
Open your eyes to see the light
Only to stay up another night
YOU ARE READING
poem
Poesiaa miscellaneous poetry archive ive had since about 2017. sorry for its disrepair.
