Bloodshot and burning
My eyes won't close
Twisting and turning
Moonlight goes

I'm always tired
But no one knows
I'll do anything to sleep
Even blacken a rose

Nothing to do
So I'm writing this poem
Till the sun rises
And the day is anew

My head is pounding
My mind is counting
1 sheep, 2 sheep
I feel like im drowning

Give me some booze
Take off my shoes
Not even drinking
Will make me snooze

I'll finish this poem later
My sleepless mind
Is being abused
From thinking of words
In the next line to use.
 
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