Sleep
darkness is not a virtue
it slows you down and makes you weak
darkness is not a sickness
though it makes you feel queer
the silence lays still on the air
almost afraid to take a breath
breathe,breathe,breathe
that steady beating in your chest makes you feel quezzy and unreal
the feel sending chills down your spin
the sound unwlecome
silence is virtue
when the sun rises
the darkness remains on your eyes
every night a new shade of black
eyes grow weary
you look older
cant sleep
the silence envelopes you
darkness remains unique
it scares away your shivers in the cold
and the chattering teeth
your sniffles and sneezes
your worry and unhappiness
floats away
when you close your eyes all else dies
when the sudden prestige of darkness grasps you tight you give in
falling into a long-lasting sleep
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Life Written Poems
PoetryThis is going to be a ginormous collection of poems by me XD some of them are really old, some of them are varied from genres, i write poems for any type of crowd, and if i have something on the tip of my tongue, i write it down, type it up, and put...
