This poem is so relatable… Great piece by Joseph Emerson of “What’s Inside a Madman’s Hat” 🙂
Late night,
no sleep,
it’s been a while,
countless sheep.
That same ole’ cow
jumps over the moon,
I sure do hope
the fat lady sings soon.
So hopeful all this
will finally be over,
longing for a dreamland
a seamless crossover.
Delirious,
crazy,
maniacal,
mad.
Although the funny thing is,
that my shaking isn’t bad…..? Huh….
Beyond feeling tired,
my eyes tear up and drain
anxiety turns to depression,
from bottling the pain.
The thought’s start
no end in sight,
my mind races constantly
another wasted night.
Awesome
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