Aiight...


What is sleep? Its just a figment of imagination to me
So i find myself reading, eating, and pacing to sleep
Nothing ever works, Im caught im a downward spiral
Im obsessed with insomnia, like im obsessed with pyro
Because i burn the chanches of myself getting any rest
So i try all the new methods, And put them to the test
Even with supplements, im wide awake in this zone
Sitting extremely idle on my bed for hours like a clone
Trying to think of sheep, or anything else that will help
Because with all my cries, rested bones are still not felt
I sit and moan, piss and groan, and it always seems endless
Because im awake longer than the periods in this sentance...............................
So i turn on the TV, and see vivid but blurred pictures
And cant follow the plot, so i begin to write scriptures
The verses keep my mind tired, writers block is the key
Because if it's sleep i want, Then words is what i need
Words that are descriptive, but words that are small
Words that can make you fall asleep for no reason at all
So i write forever until i can see dew glisten on the grass
And still have not slept within all the hours that have passed
Its morning and yet im wide awake, refreshed and alert
I feel fine for now but my body will soon feel the hurt
12 hours pass, and im in bed, with the same situation
And realize im the same we live in a insomniac nation

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