Insomnia

My eyes are wide shut whilst my spirit is still awakeI cannot sleep, I’d rather prefer writingWords are dancing in my headNo purpose on restingRimes are growing insteadIt’s useless fighting I hear voices, screams and despairI see children playing in the parkMy imagination takes me everywherePirates, cowboys, trees and birdsI try to reach the oldLire la suite « Insomnia »

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