Your breath is leaving you.
Your eyes are closing,
And I can hear the sound of you snore.
I want you to lull me into seep too,
But it is impossible.
You fall asleep,
And I am always awake.
YOU ARE READING
The Beginning To The End
PoésieI've never been a poet, that much is certain, but I can tell you that it does get written. A lot. These are the collections of my poetry I've written, and some of them hit hard for me.
Juliet 63
Your breath is leaving you.
Your eyes are closing,
And I can hear the sound of you snore.
I want you to lull me into seep too,
But it is impossible.
You fall asleep,
And I am always awake.
