The Sleep Spell
Seems nowadays i cant sleep until i write a poem
A chain of thoughts synchronized
My mind finds the ryhmes as it roams
Watching kung fu movies for humour
The sound effects so terrible
Makes my mind chuckle inside
Now my slumber starts to feel wearable
Counting sheep is also bs
But i guess some minds dont require....
As much finesse ?
Dont know what to write so what the s
Gonna take my self to sleep now
And try not to punch myself in the chest
Ps. Sweet dreams are made of this XD
Copyright © Justin Worthy | Year Posted 2017
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