Days pass by somehow
But nights now are a wagon of a pain
Injuries may heal with time
But marks remain the same
Restless in my comfortable bed
I toss around and try to sleep
But thoughts are bulking my head
The past is flashing it's searching light beams
Tearing mae apart , breaking me at the seams
The darkness of my light can be seen more in night
And now I try to give it a voice through my imaginations!!
But nights now are a wagon of a pain
Injuries may heal with time
But marks remain the same
Restless in my comfortable bed
I toss around and try to sleep
But thoughts are bulking my head
The past is flashing it's searching light beams
Tearing mae apart , breaking me at the seams
The darkness of my light can be seen more in night
And now I try to give it a voice through my imaginations!!
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