Flood breaks, dams free, am I dreaming or is this a melody.
Can I rap, can I rhyme elementary flow cost a dime.
Live a lie, take a breath, breathe it in blow it out,
wrap it tightly wound and round.
Little insignificants
you’re less in love than Maleficent.
Trumpets blow, mamas weep,
daddies stay at home and sleep.
My world, our world, this world, their world,
Heaven, Hell, nope can’t compare.
Cracks and holes up in your mind,
take a sip it’s your first time?
Rivers wash away dirt clean,
mow away those tangled weeds,
almost free. Run away from Motel 6,
take this knife, and make it quick.
Cut at things not innocent.
Forever sleep, it’s all immanent.
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Narcolepsy Sucks & Sleepy Stuff
PoetryMy random Narcolepsy, sleeping, dreamin, hallucinatin poems I'm doing for school!