Can't think,
Can't flinch.
Can't move;
Not an inch.
Please rock me to sleep, now;
Rock me to sleep...
Sing me a lullaby;
Call to my prancing sheep.
Please, read me a story now;
enchanted queens and
talking trees.
Anything, to distract me...
From my twisted thoughts;
from me.
Please, oh, please.
I can barely breathe;
stay near.
For, I'm paralysed;
with fear...
Shadows and monsters; haunting me;
in the place where my dreams should be.
Don't leave my side, for
my nightmares will appear.
But, don't you sneer.
For now, I'm still here...
Oh, how I can hear.
I can't close my ears just yet;
For all I know,
you are the one that I must fear.
But I need you, I need you here...
To wake me up when the darkness draws near.
The unknown is coming... The darkness...
The darkness that I so much fear.
Please, oh, please...
Don't turn out the lights, my dear.
I don't have imsomnia. But I know how it can make a person feel
I was trying to make my poem sound more and more dramatic as it went along...
Did it work?
Thank you xxx
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