Sleepless Night
Long gone past midnight in the morning hour
My mind still hasn't had any rest
Something unnatural, a feeling so alien
Grows inside and keeps me awake
Thoughts turning blank, can't quite put my finger
On what exactly this feeling is
An emptiness that spawns out of nothing
Yet occupies the space all over my head
Copyright © Stuck In Sepia | Year Posted 2011
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