Just fucked up my sleep
Dreaming about you
The mind goes deep
But it feels like a deja vu.
The same routine, night by night
I'm asking myself, "why it feels so right?"
Eyes barley opened, tired after a long day
Trying hard, to find my own way
To bed, but sleep leaves me again
My mind starts thinking, but in vain
So I've started bending the lyrics
You turned my thoughts in a remix
It's the only medicine, against my restlessness
And trying to embrace the madness
Of continuing dreaming
Instead of sleeping.
YOU ARE READING
The New Dekoo
PoetryI'm trying something new, maybe I did it before, anyway, will be interesting. Enjoy.
