Nostalgic Insomnia


Buckingham Drive My room
44° 41' 46.5828" N, 63° 50' 21.7068" W

I want to go to sleep

But never wake up

With words so deep

My life I reap.


Lying in bed

WIth the sheets grasping my head

My face turning red

Hoping I'd end up dead.


And I took a minute to think

"Who is there for me?"

"Nobody" I said in my head

But it was too late

Once I put the blade to my neck

Took a cut, and bled.


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