" " Words and Images: Bekah



Thursday, 16 August 2007

I'm trying to sleep my time away
don't want to face the day
knowing you're not going to be here
but sleep is a far off dream.

A million little balls of lead
eat their way through my stomach
on their way to my heavy heart
when they arrive, my heart will fall
into the abyss of emptiness.

My bed has lost all it's warmth
I'm like a corpse in a cold coffin
waiting for the dreaded drop into darkness.

I wish I could sleep
don't want to think about you
but that's all I do
let me sleep

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