Sunday, January 24, 2016


This room is closing in on me
The walls are jaws of ugly sleep
I ignore it and focus on the light
Even though I won't win this fight

I'll get bored eventually
With my eyelids heavy
Shutting down on their own
My heart ticks like a metronome

I'll sink, sink deep in this void
Till it fills my insides
Darkness in my thoughts, lingers
Marionette dreams on broken fingers

I'll still look above for the light
As it becomes a pin point of hope
I'll become one with the night
As it takes me down the sleepy slope

Fighting sleep, for no other reason but cuz I slept some in the day. I need to re-learn grammar and sentence construction.

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