Insomnia
NIGHTIME BEFALLS,TIME TO GO TO SLEEP
IN THE MIDST OF TROUBLE,SLEEP IS SCARCE
THERE ARE TOO MANY TOSSES AND TURNINGS
WORRY LOOMS
EYES ARE WIDE OPEN AND YOU ARE WIDE AWAKE AS IF HAVE HAD A CAFFEINATED BEVERAGE
BRAINS ROAMS
ITS AS IF THE CLOCK HAS STOPPED TICKING
THE WORLD HAS COME TO A COMPLETE HALT
YOU CANNOT WAIT FOR THE ROOSTERS WAKE UP CALL
IT SEEMS LIKE IT WILL TAKE FOREVER BEFORE THE MORNING COMES
Copyright © Lebogang Maloka | Year Posted 2022
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