I wonder when sleep will crawl up on me Just to leave the promise of seduction To ease tensions distorted by stress I wonder again When will rest take camp in my mind? Settling in... only to be eliminated Eliminated by the wars of my conscience
Then I realized Sleep refused to tread on predatory premises Ground that screamed "danger" Me If rest ceases to exist within my soul, Fatigue being the conqueror as I fight The skeletons in my closet will take over
No They cannot win They've held me captive for too long It's them Who have overdosed me with restlessness It's them
So, I retired from the wonders And settled for the reality that... I can't sleep
— Nanda Regine
From "Inside Her Roses"
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