I lie in bed restless
Trying to fall asleep.
I don't move a muscle.
I don't make a peep.
My eyes are wide open
Blankets smothering my face.
Staring deep into my ceiling
My mind an empty space.
I would like to go to bed
To make time go by.
I can wake up in the morning
And give that day a try.
I want go to sleep,
But really I can not
For I have awful memories
I wish I forgot.
Demons let me sleep
I need to rest my head.
Stop all of this thinking,
And let me go to bed.
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Forever Falling
PoetryLife always finds away to knock us down, and this is the poetry of the things that continue to make me fall. The sad thing is I can never catch a grip on life so I'll continue to fall.... forever.
