Here's to the midnight insomnia
Delivering premonition in my sleepHere's to the nakedness of my bed and a warm tongue camping at the foot of it
Here's to staring at the ceiling
Here's to hands trembling
Here's to the thunder spitting in my face
(Ha!)Here'a to being scared of sleep
BINABASA MO ANG
Phobia: Edge Me
PoetryA collection of poems to pass the time. All poems are written by me.