Sleep and rest

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
When there are not enough ours to have fun and yet bed calls at dawn.

Submitted: July 15, 2014

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Submitted: July 15, 2014



My eye lids are tired, my stereo talks to me

in the wise words of Ozzy and company

"My mind feels heavy, my body feels weak
Suicidal thoughts crying out for some sleep"


Forgot the time forgot the hour

the day is gone, the dark is to follow

for at dusk I must always wake

and all for my brains sake


The moon I love to watch

the sun puts me to the test

at night my thoughts I catch

by day my soul is put to rest


Not a vampire for all I know

just a soul that likes no noise

so i will sleep for now

body, mind and soul, not my voice


So there is no time left

just what I  manage to theft

for a crime It is not

just my time running hot




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