No Sleep Is Placed In Eyelids

I'm haunted with vision
I can't resume my mission
My eyelids split open

Sprawled in my puzzled head
Unable to push head down 
Sleep never exists here 

I'm missing my slumber 
The clock spins madly...spiraling
My wings are unfolding 

Blurred by the galling night 
Crying desperately for sleep 
My eyelids are cut off
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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