Lately, I've been an insomniac.
I wasn't into melancholic thoughts
nor was I delighted.I don't even have a problem
to overthinkI was completely sane,
what's wrong?Tell me what made me,
stay up until dawn.With the passing of time,
the corners of my lips
would stretch,
as I build castles in the air.I would look like a psycho;
if the reason was,
I'm just gonna say hello to the dawn.I knew it, there really was
-It's the thought of you
that's keeping me awake.
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8 Letters Never Sent
Poetry8 Letters Never Sent. Date Started: April 15, 2020 Date Finished: April 26,2020