Poems from my Pen


3. Exhaustion


I’m going mad by the lack of sleep

I can’t tell dreams from reality

Fragments from past memories and visions of the future

Are dancing around me in a scenario of colour

And confusion

I’m forcing myself to focus

I’m shaking my head

Holding my breath

I will not sleep


But all the sound has been drowned

And I cannot hear

Though the mouths that are talking

Are right next to my ear

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