Stress Woven Nights
Late night thoughts music pumpin through my veins
The only chemical that'll make it to my brain
And though things are different, these nights will stay the same
Just listen to the music till the pain fades away
Stare out the window till the night turns to day
I Close my eyes when my song starts to play
Some of these feelings are gone in the light
These are the ends of my stress woven nights
This poem is about:
Me