| Written: 10:31 PM March 10, 2004 The sheets cover me as I dwell In this place of darkness known as hell I try to sleep upon my calling Trapped inside the horrid walling The bed posts tower above the skies Demons call, from behind my eyes Of this is known, of the insomnia hour My eyes stay open, taken over by power The sleep tries to take over my soul But however, I can not handle this toll Eyes wide open, watching shadows move Darkness slowly lifts, the shadows disprove The light raises throughout the panes Cars begin to go, and drive through lanes I still possess no will power to sleep So all that I do, is lay in bed and weep |
| Insomnia |
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