She must be sleep walking again
All the roads she takes has no end.
The water is where she lays down her sorrows.
Hoping for a better tomorrow.
Scary as it may seem
She knows where she has been.
It's like her mind knows where to go.
Sometimes bloodied and sometimes she comes with scars, on top of the tree sits a crow.
She is afraid to go to sleep at night.
Her longing for sleep becomes one big fight.
She will never know what she will.awake up to.
It's a pattern on its own, her dreams may be the clues.
She is so tired with all the wear and tear.
At times she has eyes looking her way, what a scare.
Maybe someday she will get the sleep she needs.
But until then her heavy heart bleeds.
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