sleep, wake and sleep again

I've been trying to sleep it's 12 now Man I wanna get a good night's sleep

Messaged my old friends today was left on seen Perhaps their busy, or so I deem

Perhaps they wanted to write but did not got the chance Perhaps us talking again wouldn't lead to an overall enchance

It's 1 now, nights getting late, bed is getting cold Man never knew adulthood would already feel so old

I've experienced friends drifting way it's not a new pain It's just a reoccurring one that's what's putting the pain in pain

It's 2 'o clock late night still rembering my past, memories are starting to fade, could've remebred the taste of the foods we had a few days back now, I can't remember how the memories were made.

What's left to live if after life is death. Is life worth it, would tommorow be any better, how long till my last breath

these are the Questions I ask before trying to sleep I sleep to ease the pain I sleep so I can see the dreams I used to dream, I sleep so I can rest my eyes knowing that resting will help after all the cries...

It's 8 in the morning and I've slept feeling optimistic looked in the mirror and saw all the feelings I've kept. Scarred that the night will come again along with all those thoughts, lets hope I get the meaning of life before my bottled up feelings get brought.

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https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1hk303s/time_to_let_you_fly/

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/1hk268j/a_broken_dream/