WICKED INSOMNIA

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The shades are drawn

It’s dark behind

The windows in my mind

There’s nothing I can do, no more,

It happens all the time

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Seeking for the light that’s gone

Alone here in this dark

Searching, but not finding, no,

The smallest of a spark

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Storms, they never whisper

As my demons take their place

Boldly taking jabs at me

It’s reflected on my face

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Maybe there is solace

If I could only get some sleep

It’s hard to see

Through crying eyes

A soul to take or keep