Life has a way of really messing with our mind.
Bad day after a bad day. And scattered good moments.
Days when you cry out to the heavens because you feel like all your precious prayers were unheard.
Your own thoughts begin to eat you up from the inside. You can't ask for help, you cant say a word.
I've had enough! and with that all the negative tired thoughts stop in the toxic tracks.
I will have no more! Aren't you tired of my head. All of your thoughts are so tired. I know cause I can't cry anymore because I know what you'll sound like. I've heard all of this way too many time and I'm so tired. Don't you see I need to sleep.
"Why not sleep internally?" said a thought
No other thought spoke so she made up the bed of thorns to lay in.
But first she had to prepare the rope at a height so she would fall hard enough to sleep forever.
No more pain. No more tired thoughts just internal peaceful rest.
The type of sleep that we all wear black to.
The type of sleep that cause everyone to come together.
The type of sleep that causes us all to weep.
-F.A
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