It’s 7 a.m. and…

Looks like another sleepless night.

my medicated mind is taunting me.

looks like another night I’ll regret.

though i know there was some light in this dark sensation.

I’m tripping over my own two feet,

yet I seem to daydream of next time we meet.

Oh, how I WISH I could sleep,

I wish to push your chaos away from me.

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