My Poetry
My Lot
I can't sleep with my eyes open
I can't dream with my eyes shut
I'm not sure how I'm coping
I should be happy with my lot

I can't talk about my emotions
I can't think what I should do
I can see so many oceans
I sail the one I see with you

I can't feel the summer breezes
I'm still dry from summer rain
I get lost within my sneezes
I'm so confused again

I should see life so clearly
I haven't stopped the pills
I love you oh so dearly
You saved me through these ills

I can't sleep with my eyes open
I can't dream with my eyes shut
I just don't know how I'm coping
I should be happy with my lot
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