True Or False
Sleep
It's important
It's healthy
It's necessary
That's what they say
But yet, they can't explain
They don't know
Why we need it so desperately
And still, they hate the insomniacs
The ones who are rejected by sleep
Welcomed by tears
By pain
By sorrow
Instead
We lack sleep, we lack sanity
That's what the experts say
I say, fuck it
If sleep can so solidly reject
Then why should I try?
I gave up a while ago
I gave up on everything
Quite a while ago
I tried to get help
Sometimes I still do
But I always end up back here
Welcomed by someone at last
Pain, my old friend, is it really you?
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-Hello, it is I, Kory. This poem is pretty old. I think I wrote it around April? Reading through it again, I see how terrible it is writing wise. Oops. This was also my first poem, so. Can't expect much.
