Your reds tainted eyes beg
Beg for sleep
For rest from the horrors they have witnessed
You toss and turn
Never losing vision
Horrible visions
Eyes open
Or closed
Always are on display
Insomnia
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Ashes of My Mind
PoetrySome poems I wrote to have an outlet for expression. Basically just things I wish I could say.
Insomnia
Your reds tainted eyes beg
Beg for sleep
For rest from the horrors they have witnessed
You toss and turn
Never losing vision
Horrible visions
Eyes open
Or closed
Always are on display
Insomnia