every night i come to my bed exhausted from the days chore,
every night they are there to torment me, robbing me of my rest.
every night i toss and turn, plead and beg.
they never stop.
to them its just a game.
sometimes i can only get a glimpse of them,
sometimes its only a shadow.
only sometimes do they let themselves be seen.
why have they come to do this,
is it from sick pleasure.
so i just continue on with their games,
their lil bits of mischief.
and hope it will done soon
sleep; when it comes is very bliss.
it can reinvigorate you and make you demented at the same time.
i have been chasing sleep for 14 years; and when i get close, i am left with nothing but dementia.
i am told drugs will help; but they only make me dwell deeper into dementia.
"alcohol is a great escape", but only left me searching.
the only sleep i will get is eternal.........
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Drugs are only a temporary fix..when you find what your searching for, sleep will come.
i have been torn.
for the one i love to the one i am unable to have.
the pain is unbearable; but the wait will be gratifying.
i could describe the pain that burns inside me,
but i do not wish to bore you.
alas i will remain torn for the one i love and the one i may never have a chance to.
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That confuses me, but you will explain yourself in time. I like this piece.
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