Looking at the ceiling fan
I can't fall asleep no more
Looking at it turn round and round
Thoughts on a loop, encore encore
Not well, but it's not unpleasant
Like a tight hug from an old lost friend
But why is my heart so distant
From these fiery feelings it craved?
Wasting time getting wasted
Wasting time no more
Wasting time and money
Yet I can't sleep no more
Blueish hue from the sunset
Mind and body on full motion
Don't wanna sleep, not interested
Time becomes a foreign notion
Wasting my life getting wasted
Wasting my life no more
Wasting my heart is so easy
It gives me night terrors
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Soft poems
PoetryIt's a little work that will evolve from time to time, I hope you appreciate it. I'm not speaking the best English, since it's not my first language, please be mindful when giving advice :) My primary goal is to spark a discussion about the beaut...
