She kept on walking til her feet would drop.
Another empty bottle, the caps how they popped.
Sleeping would bring her into her nightmares.
Something she wouldn't want to share.
Sleeping disorders and to many drunken nights.
Day one starts, it's just another fight.
The only way to surpass any frightening patterns, is never, ever sleep.
Her eyes how they gently start to close, this conversation becomes to deep.
The sounds around her gently start to fade away.
She passes out, there goes her day.
If she gets a few hours of sleep, she will be good for a good while.
Sleeping is her enemy, since she was a child.
Paradise through hell, another story to tell.
There's the good beasts and the bad ones.
That's how her chapter had begun.
Sleep deprivation can slow down her mind.
She closes her eyes, as if she was blind.
For all that came upon to bring her to her costly imaginations in her dreams.
You lost because her nightmares faded away, she stands upon the hill tops and all she could do was scream.
And to fill your curiosity, this was just a dream.
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