Lucky Monroe

12:32 am

Reader submitted poetry:

insomnia, you own me

my thoughts, you control me

my mind can’t slow down at night

i try to rest but something aint right

my chest feels the opposite of light

and when i try to relax, my mind and body fight

i don’t know why but i need to cry

i don’t know what i have bottled up inside

i tried to pray it away

but it won’t cave

to my anxiety, am i a slave?


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