insomnia

the morning birds sing

the early birds are in glee

but not me at 4:23

the abyss is so near

just a switch of a mental gear

maybe not for me, I fear

the sweet sweet sound of my rambling thoughts

fill my head incessantly as my body *tries* to rot

ah sleep I miss you my old friend

one day we will meet again

-let's bump it up to 75mg