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
Ahaaaan. 😹 Let’s count kittens please. 🙁
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Don’t bring any animal near me please.😒
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Okayyyy 😺😺😺
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Again …..a wonderful piece !!!
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Thank you
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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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Bravo.
*Applauds*
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Lovely, Banter! ☺️
Oh someone once told me he counts meat instead of sheep. Can’t remember who. 😂
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Shush now!
That’s a carefully guarded secret.😂😂
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Oh yeah, I remember who now.. It was my school friend. 😂😂😜😜
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*sigh of relief*
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😂😂😂😂
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This speaks LOUDLY to me. I get it. I’m feelin’ it. ✨Those nightmares can be so hypnotizing…… dangerous..🌚✨
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Nightmares have hidden messages.😝
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It’s all about what’s lurking in those shadows….
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… And forgotten during the day😂
Nice one Bharath👏
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Boooyah!🤣🤣🤣🤣
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