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Unable To Sleep

Here's my version of spoken word poetry. I kid you not, these lines were written with no pause, no second thought - just my thoughts pouring directly from the source, through my fingertips and onto this very screen. Featuring dramatic photo from Tumblr.








I’m glad you have friends
to help you forget your sins
I’m over here crying
feeling like I’m dying
and all alone
my voice a low tone
all because I have this shitty job
sit here and sob
becuase it’s just me
no friends i can see
i did not betray you
i was never untrue
you broke your word
ignored what you heard
and it cost you this love
but my hearts not so tough
becuase I’m back
you I cannot lack
you ran away
i thought you’d stay
and while the world gives you comfort
they forget i am also hurt
im sitting here
holding back tears
unable to sleep
unable to weep
swollen eyes
not feeling very wise
my heart is aching
any smile I’ll be faking
you broke a promise
what did I miss?
am i just insufficient
am I less important
did you turn your back
becuase of something I lack
did you think it’s okay
because you wouldn’t have to say
anything
think again
you were honest
you checked off the no list
but it’s too late
you decided to wait
or never tell me at all
this was our fall
this might be our end
you may have your friends
but you wouldn’t have your babe
then I stop to think
my heart begins to sink
i don’t want to lose him
am i willing to lose this?
i sit here unable to sleep
beginning to weep
feeling alone
feeling betrayed
because of what you said
because of the life you led

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