-Midnight-

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It's 12 am. Again

Why am I awake?

My thoughts?

Pain?

I don't know

I'm tired daily

But once I turn off the light

And get in bed, I'm wide awake

My thoughts take over

Roaring like a storm in my mind

What I did wrong

How I should disappear. ect

The only to block these voices

Is plugging in my headphones

Blast music to forget

Even that doesn't help me sleep

Man.

Everyday.

Every night.

Til the clock stikes 12

Up til midnight.


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