It's 4:30 and I still haven't slept. The twilight reminds me of the weariness of the daytime. I must try to get some sleep, but sleep is impossible.
I'm drowning in turquoise emotions.
On most days,
A mosaic of fears and a constellation of tears
Is what keeps me awake at night.
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Turquoise Emotions
PoetryI am trying to cope with my chaotic, hectic self. These are my late-night thoughts.
