Nights without eyelids closing
Thoughts in my head, rolling
About things I need to unfold
And roll over on stones
If I love her so much, then why is it so hard to be there?
I get so side tracked and feel like being alone is the remedy
Lately been having good days
Wondering when the worst would come again
Wondering if this path is for me
Or I am just walking on instinct
If I could smell my past , it would stink
And hurt like being stung by a thousand bees
And at 3am , I'm thinking
About what I am missing
Decisions I would soon be making
If Big Guy is recording, that's some tapping
He put a little peace and I'm happy
Look at the sky and start gasping
I shouldn't worry about these no more
He's my calm in the storm
New chapters, my ink loading
Therapist said dig it, I feel it's time wasted
I put further energy in my aura, creating
More into being the me I've been craving
While I wonder if I have found true peace
Or if sadness took a break off my streets.
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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