Sleepless Nights
By Blythe
I count the teardrops... One...Two...Three I sometimes wonder.... Is all enough of me... I count the hours... Eleven...Twelve...One My pillow has moistened The night has just begun... Tried counting sheep... Six hundred...Seven...Eight It isn't working... My, It's getting late... The ZZZs escape me... Tears keep me awake... Rings of black embrace me... Sandman, salt you take... I lie awake, alone... Searching for a cure... Broken Heart/Insomnia... Incurable, I'm sure... Jealousy overwhelms me... Envy fills my pores... This woman seems to plague me... This past love of yours... I thought the wounds had healed But I was very wrong... I thought you had forgotten... You remembered all along... You'll never see me cry at night... But know I surely do... On my cloud of confusion... Raining tears for you... Written January 14th, 2002 © on Jan 14 2002 02:45 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"I count the teardrops......"