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A Nights Journey


its 11 and

Im lying wide awake

once again

hello my friend

who?

oh, its just my thoughts

as they start to seep in

damn, get some sleep kid

I cant, I’m

reviewing and

 replaying all I did today

nothing really

what a waste of a day

its now midnight

here comes the fright

of what the next day brings

another day another fight

with who?

oh just myself

don’t you worry

its nothing new

but surely

 I cant be the only one

I know there’s a few

more who lose their minds

and let the chaos ensue

its now 2

maybe its just our dreams

we are trying to pursue

the sparkle in our minds

that radiates and gleams

im not crazy

no?

no, im perfectly sane

its all of you

me?

yes, that are standing in the way

its 4 now

almost time to face the day

are you ready?

its not safe to say

oh my

will I keep these thoughts at bay

or carry them on my shoulders

can I withstand the weight?

its 6

and im up and ready

going steady

its not at all heavy

im doing fine

this must be a sign

after staying up all night

Ive come to the conclusion

that im fine

im ok

no I truly mean it

its 8 now

and Im alive

 

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