You.

You’re to me,

Like dreams are to sleep

Sometimes a nightmare,

Sometimes, sweet

Forever in my mind’s eye

Lost when I lose the sleep


(Come, let’s count sheep)

17 thoughts on “You.

  1. Insomnia is creeping through the fog
    That I call my mind
    When I look out and find no one to hold and cradle me.
    Who you were, who you are…
    that doesn’t matter when you’ve got no one to share it with.
    Colours seem to seep
    Into each other, like a hallucination
    I call reality.
    Where have you gone? I stopped dreaming.
    I stopped hoping.
    I stopped feeling.
    Where are you? I stopped breathing.
    ***
    Sorry, I couldn’t help it XD

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