Insomnia
Paper thin and hard as stone.
And now it's 5 am where I am
Got no sleep once again
I try to lie and pretend
that reality isn't looming over my head
Still,
insomnia plays a part
because it hits me; healing I can't find where you are?
But I won't mask the pain
Nor will I burry it in temporary pleasures
No.
Day by day.
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