Bedtime comes and I can't sleep
Even though it's late
Night is here, and the dark is deep
But slumber, my eyes hate
And though I try and leave my thoughts
I cannot shut them down
Like in a fisher's net I'm caught
Eyes red and mind left to drown
Yet I'll try once more...
Rhyme inspired by insomniatic thoughts
And Yellowcard "Breathing"
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