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@heathsmog
Sleep hasn’t been kind enough to hold me yet In a long fight I yearn to forget I lay awake, drying eyes My biggest, most fatal vice Are we nothing but better versions of worse people? Are we to grow older, better, but more feeble At morale And yearn worse selves? These delves Are sickening bright I lay awake most nights Yearning a feeling from when I was someone I am no longer But I cannot be someone who was with the wisdom of today Oh what wreck, today Take me away Take me away Bludgeon my head Sodder my eyes Every passing minute I boil my insides Hold me tonight Oh sleep, hold me tonight Before tomorrow.
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