SleepA Poem by wizardlypoet8
every night i sit here
and every night it becomes clear like a glass of water i can see through myself it is here where decisions were made it is here where bones were buried it is here my soul ascends for the sky only here. can i tell you goodbye the distance so short but the abyss so deep sing me to sleep sing me to sleep
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4 Reviews Added on December 2, 2015 Last Updated on December 2, 2015 Tags: poem, night, sleep, sweet dreams, good, asleep, not a bed, ha, too many tags. Authorwizardlypoet8Tulsa, OKAboutHi! My name is Zoie and I am 16. I am an avid poetry reader, and I plan to become a Child Psychologist. My own mental illness has sparked my curiosity about psychology, and I want to make the lives .. more..Writing
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