I lay down
Close my eyes
Get comfortable
And yet,
I still cannot sleep
Or
Close my eyes
Or drift away
Into a far off land
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Musings of a 'holic.
PoetryMusings of a child who, some days, wants to die, and other days, is content with life. I write when I feel like it. So, it might have a lot some days and other days it's stuck.
Insomnia
I lay down
Close my eyes
Get comfortable
And yet,
I still cannot sleep
Or
Close my eyes
Or drift away
Into a far off land