insomnia
my brain is eating itself and all that remains are thoughts of you
By g.m.t Published 3 years ago • 1 min read
5:45 am arrives too soon
losing sleep
wondering if you're savoring
the last moments with the moon
kiss her goodbye
she's not ours to keep.
running myself ragged fighting my subconscious
i dont want to dream of you
sink into my mattress
close my eyes, and feel my body shut down
listening to the playlist i made you
you dont know the sound
you just wanted to know you had my attention
i patiently wait
as you kept me attentive
a comfortable, slow, suicide
wait for the sun
to bathe in its light
just the way you taught me
but did i ever really do anything right?
wait for the mourning
to salute all its glory
convince myself
losing you will never get boring.
-g.m.t
About the Creator
g.m.t
bare bones,
here are rests the things ive wrote,
to purge, to mend whats broke.
read, or dont. <3
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