Term 3 nighmare.

Couldn't really find much time to blog,
yet I'm still capable it to summarise this in
A dark nursery rhythm:
Go ahead and whisper it to youself
if you feel the same,
Insomnia.

twinkle twinkle
little pain
I see you’ve come
to play again
lodged here in my soul so tight
turning brightness into night
twinkle twinkle
tearing ache
please let me sleep
to never wake….

…now I lay me down to sleep
my life in tatters at my feet..
if I should Wake before I die
I pray these tattered wings can fly..

twinkle twinkle
empathic strain
I never want to feel again
trapped here in this world so cold
where self is wrong
and Us is gold.
twinkle twinkle
falling tear..
how i wonder why i'm here..
(by =ladynyk)