Insomniac Thoughts

Everything had beauty in my eyes
Floating upon my own little lies
Of white sand and clear skies
It was the deepest blue paradise

Born and raised to love
Emotions are let free to be wild
Like a fearless naive child
Yet your free will has now been filled

Oh, to be young again
To be free of forthcoming tragedies
For more adventures, we would plead
Until light again would take the lead

The night used to mean danger
Now demons roam the day
Sleepless souls of fear
On the innocent, they pray

You said don’t you ever
Can you no longer remember?
You said don’t you ever
Forget the last night of December

Ticking of the clock
Ships come to dock
Another year to come
The sailors begin to mock

False hopes of being free
Yet everyone does not agree
Life is just a painful symphony
Torn between human and humanity.


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