Thursday, November 3, 2011

Sleep

Bedtime is bad.
Bedtime means I'm alone.

By myself,
In the dark,
Left with only my traitorous thoughts.

It's no wonder I sleep so little.
Without the distractions of day,
Night creeps in
With it's dark lies(truths)
That I am vain,
That I am selfish,
That I am alone.
If I am not perfect,
If I cannot distract myself,
What will happen
With the lies(truths)
Slip into day?

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